Chapter 57 

Genevieve got even more curious when she saw how Patrick fled the scene quickly. 

She heard that Armand‘s mother was a sickly woman. She had given birth to a daughter when Armand was barely two years old. 

However, as the baby was born prematurely, she died before she turned one. The second wife of Armand‘s father never had any children since. She only had one son, Armand. 

Who in the Faulkner family would want to plot against Mando, and yet he tolerated whatever this person did? 

Genevieve felt a lule weak and tired, possibly because she had drawn too much blood in the afternoon. As it was already close to midnight, she went into the bedroom and slept. 

Just as she drifted off to sleep, she started feeling uncomfortable. She felt as though someone was covering her mouth and nose and she could not breathe properly. 

Genevieve tried hard to open her eyes, but she could not. 

Patrick went back to the hospital ward after smoking two cigarettes outside, thinking that Genevieve must be asleep. 

Remembering Steven‘s instructions, he tiptoed into the bedroom to check on Genevieve. 

“She drew so little blood. Whatever can happen to her?” he grumbled to himself. He had lost a lot of blood on several occasions and still survived. He did not understand what the fuss was about. 

bedroom, he noticed that Genevieve‘s face was flushed

darkened as he quickly made

forehead

burnt his thick skin. He withdrew his

though she had

few minutes later, Timothy, who was on standby in the hospital, arrived

darkened when he saw how Genevieve looked. He went over to give her a check–up after

the wall as Timothy and the nurses busied themselves in

Her fever had subsided, and she was starting to breathe more normally.

that Genevieve‘s condition had improved, he wiped

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Patrick was about to ask Timothy something but the latter looked annoyed and quickly pushed

Patrick was puzzled. 

Why did he look so

to take a look at Genevieve after the nurse left. Genevieve was sleeping soundly. He then caught sight

that Timothy must have left it on the cart and wanted to return it to him.

as he stepped out of the ward, he heard Timothy‘s angiy voice, seemingly talking to someone over the phone

his tracks and walked toward

on standby, just in case. Now you‘ve changed your mind? D*mn

rang out again. “Don‘t explain anymore. I‘m a doctor. What you‘re doing is an insult to

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