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? 

in front of her, the bouquet in her arms

Faulkner.” Just then, Armand had returned as well.

the housekeeper and went into the living room, quickly spotting Genevieve and the

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recover from the shock. “Mando, thank you very much. You don‘t have to buy so many

roses are uncommon. How did he

make you joyful, then they retain some value,” Armand stated

anticipate this indifferent man to utter

gazed at her arms. “How long more are you

detected the displeasure in his tone.

Chapter 66 

also understood that Armand had witnessed the middle–aged man delivering flowers to her in the afternoon. That was

she quickly tossed the bouquet of black roses in her hand to Maria and said, “Maria, take it and throw

okay.” Maria hurriedly left with the flowers

that the bouquet of black roses Genevieve was holding was also

eyebrows relaxed, and

over to him when she saw him walk over to the couch and sit down. She poured him a cup of

would cook for Armand and the others when

cup, and his lips

voice, “Anything as long as it‘s not cooked by you. I‘d like to live for a

refuted in a soft

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