Chapter 825

The corners of Genevieve's lips lifted into a smile.

She casually plucked the petals of the flowers, one by one. After a while, all that was left of the bouquet of bellflowers were barren stems and lonely leaves. The ground beneath her was carpeted with velvety petals.

“You clearly know he's not dead. In fact, you know exactly where he is! Why did you keep insisting that you didn't know anything?”

“Mrs—Ms. Rachford, I really didn't know where Mr. Faulkner was before this,” Steven said earnestly. “He only contacted me yesterday morning and requested that I collect the gifts that he had prepared.”

Looking straight at Genevieve, Steven added slowly and sincerely, “If I'm not telling the truth, I swear I—”

quickly interrupted Steven before

asks you to bring me breakfast or flowers or anything at all, just throw them all away. I can afford to buy myself a hundred airplanes. Do you think

final petulant words, Genevieve turned and

two little rascals seemed to be playing with a puzzle. However, in truth, they were straining their ears to eavesdrop on

She's even angrier than she was that time when I annoyed her.” Amanda leaned over to her brother and whispered in his ear, “What do you think Daddy has done? Are we

Then, he murmured quietly into Amanda's ear. Her eyes lit up

the woody, masculine smell still lingering on the pillow. Thoughts of Armand and everything that

fresh pillowcases, and changed out the

Shadows of his presence lurked in every corner. What's the point

hands behind her back. “Mommy, aren't you curious why I wasn't upset that day when Daddy didn't

wanted to see Armand. “Would you like to tell

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