Chapter 66 

As the sun set, Genevieve returned to Swallow Garden. 

She took a taxi back, but the taxi couldn‘t enter the mansion district, she walked to the mansion after arriving outside the mansion district. 

She held a bouquet of black roses in her arms. Her brow was slightly furrowed, and she appeared to be deep in thought. 

“Ms. Rachford.” Maria came to open the door for her. 

Upon seeing Genevieve with a bouquet of black roses, Maria froze and muttered, “Ms. Rachford, in the twenty years I‘ve known you, I‘ve never seen someone gift you so many black flowers. I‘ve heard this type of rose has a short lifespan and is difficult to cultivate.” 

Genevieve looked down and realized she had carried the roses back with her. 

Instantaneously, she felt as if her palms were burning hot as she held the flowers, and she wished she could discard them immediately. “It‘s just a bouquet of roses.” 

If I had seen that card earlier, I wouldn‘t have accepted the pink diamond and believed what he said either. 

“I‘m not referring to those you‘re holding. I‘m talking about those in the living room.” Maria led her into the living room as she spoke. 

When Genevieve entered the living room, she discovered a big bouquet of black roses before the floor to–ceiling window. It was densely packed, and she estimated that there were hundreds of black roses in there. 

What‘s with all these black roses? 

bouquet of black roses in front of her, the

Faulkner.” Just then, Armand had returned as

into the living room, quickly spotting Genevieve and

is to celebrate your induction. I asked

thank you very much. You don‘t have

did he

bouquet of flowers can make you joyful, then they retain some value,” Armand

did not anticipate this indifferent man to

gazed at her arms. “How long more are you going

displeasure in

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to her in the afternoon. That was why he let Steven order a thousand of those flowers

of black roses in her hand to Maria and said,

with

assumed that the bouquet of black roses Genevieve was holding was also from Armand, but it appeared that this was not the case.

eyebrows relaxed,

she saw him walk over to the couch and sit down. She poured him a cup of coffee and asked, “Mando, what would you

cook for Armand

the cup,

mock in a low voice, “Anything as long as it‘s not cooked by you. I‘d like

Genevieve refuted in a soft voice. “I just need more

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