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The old lady, Harriet Clarke, stood aside as she looked at Genevieve with an approving smile on her face 

She actually recognized Genevieve right away when the latter approached them. 

Frankie had brought along Genevieve‘s information and recent updates on the girl when he came over to make his reports to Harriet the other day. 

Even though Harriet wished that Armand would get married as soon as possible, the Faulkner family was still a respectable family after all. Genevieve did not come from a reputable family, nor did she have a good reputation. Hence, Harriet had good reasons to doubt Armand‘s choice. 

She was about to ask Armand to bring Genevieve back home so that she could scare the latter off. 

However, Harriet did not expect to bump into Genevieve when she was picking out a suit for her grandson. Genevieve‘s actions had made Harriet change her mind. 

It seemed that Armand had truly looked for a decent granddaughter–in–law for her this time. 

Patrick came over, clutching Genevieve‘s things, as the latter argued with the shop assistant. 

He recognized Harriet right away and nearly choked from the surprise. “Mrs—” 

Harriet shot a look at the man and shook her head, signaling him to keep the revelation to himself. 

Thus, Patrick could only swallow his words. 

and assumed that he was addressing her

Faulkner, you‘re so awesome!” Patrick said in an attempt to cover up his blunder. “How dare these shop assistants look

are other stores selling suits on this

trouble?” the old lady asked with

for a split second. She felt tears brimming in her eyes as she replied tenderly, “Of

nodded and said, “Okay.”

Genevieve and Harriet as they headed out of the boutique. Then, he hurriedly senta lext

meeting with the top

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from the top management occupied the spacious conference room. A senior executive was making his reports as Armand, who was presiding over the conference room, flipped through some documents. The

the phone on

read: Armand, something happened! I accompanied Mrs. Faulkner to do some shopping,

his brows after reading the text

from the Faulkner residence claiming that Harriet had fainted

sickly look on Harriet‘s face as she lay on the bed. It seemed as if she

to him as if she was heaving her last breaths, “Armand, I‘m afraid I cannot hold on much longer. I won‘t be able to

that Harriet was spotted

Patrick: Think of a way to separate them. I‘m going to ask Frankie to go pick

have known something already by then. Hence, Armand knew that his grandmother would not

still needed

another text message that read: Wow, Old Mrs. Faulkner is holding Mrs. Faulkner‘s hand. It seems like

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