Chapter 12 

A hint of displeasure erupted within Armand‘s heart. He picked up the bowl of oatmeal that he had brought in earlier and drank a mouthful of it. Then, he leaned over to the woman and locked his lips on hers. Forcing open her mouth with his, he fed her the 

oatmeal through her teeth and down her throat. 

Perhaps Genevieve was too famished that she instinctively swallowed the oatmeal even in her slumber. 

Just like that, she was fed one mouth after another. In a matter of minutes, her stomach was filled with that bowl of oatmeal. Armand‘s bunched–up brows also relaxed on that 

note. 

He tried to withdraw his hand from the back of Genevieve‘s neck, yet she clenched his hand and placed his palm on her cheek. 

Mom… muttered Genevieve. It was as if she had found someone to rely on. Her warm tears soon wetted the man‘s hand. “I missed you so much... Bring me along with you.” 

Hanging his head low, Armand watched the woman quietly with an impassive gaze. “Genevieve, only you can save yourself.” 

He forcefully retracted his hand and left the room. 

In Genevieve‘s dream, she saw her long–gone parents. They came back to her just to reproach her for falling head over heels for Cooper and letting him swindle her out of their company. 

Their interrogation overwhelmed and hurt her so much that she could not even breathe. Sobbing miserably, she pleaded with them to take her with them. 

While she was in a daze, she heard someone telling her in her ear that only she could save herself. 

open out of the blue, and all she could see was the

could have been fine. It was Erica who had gone to the hospital and told Winifred that her only granddaughter was a murderer.

her parents. Cooper Sutton! Erica Hall! They must pay with

ice–cold and resolute. Grabbing her dress from the chair, she changed her clothes and

a man sitting

in a light gray vest and shirt, appearing to have just gotten off from work. Putting on an indifferent look, he was enjoying his dinner while listening to Steven‘s report.

and flashed a faint grin. “Are you

long have I been

“A week.” 

Genevieve was taken aback.

she was not starving at all despite the long, deep

kitchen to fetch a plate and a set of cutlery before placing them right

but seeing that Steven was reporting some matters to

and went upstairs straight away.

and making his way toward the bathroom.

up

that.” The man was so tall. Genevieve had to lift her hands all the way

budge. He merely lowered his gaze and stared at

the man‘s body.

shoved her hands away.

someone to get me out of the police station.”

have been detained at the police station and then summoned to court. Moreover, Winifred’s funeral

nothing. All I have is… this.

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