Genevieve was drifting in and out of consciousness when she heard the phone ring.

Just as she looked in the direction of the ringtone, she felt someone putting the phone in her hand.

“Hello?” the woman answered in a groggy state.

“Genev, the news of Mrs. Wood’s death has started to spread.” The person on the other end of the line was Johanna.

“The reporters are camping outside the company now. Should I go and pick you up?”

“It is all right. I’ll head over there myself in a while.”

“Sure.”

After hanging up, Genevieve glanced at the phone screen, feeling considerably more awake.

It was almost nine a.m..

As she was used to waking up early, it felt strange to her that she had woken up at nine a.m. that day.

really

to reach for

also realized that something heavy

hand on her waist. She got such a huge shock that she almost rolled off her

the hand tightened around her waist, pulling

Genevieve fell into the man’s arms, she could hear

Dub-lub! Dub-lub!

heard a man speaking in a hoarse voice,

already woken

just imagining things, she

month, was looking at her. Even though it

front of the

blinking, Armand

of focus. Instantly, the joy which she had felt a moment ago

get

about to get out of bed, Armand suddenly lifted

for a long time?” Armand asked in a

indifferent toward the affectionate term which he had used to address her. Pushing

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