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

hand, the woman stated coldly, “Next time, when he asks you to bring me breakfast or flowers or anything at all, just throw them all away. I can afford to

those final petulant words, Genevieve turned and huffed

a puzzle. However, in truth, they were straining their ears to eavesdrop on the

thoughtfully for a moment. Then, he murmured quietly into Amanda's ear. Her eyes lit up as she

threw herself onto the bed as soon as she reached her bedroom. She inhaled the woody, masculine smell still lingering on the pillow. Thoughts of Armand

the closet, pulled out fresh pillowcases, and changed

it suddenly dawned on Genevieve that Swallow Garden was Armand's residence. Shadows of his presence lurked in every corner. What's the point of even changing

her chubby hands behind her back. “Mommy, aren't you curious why I wasn't

Genevieve knew how much Amanda wanted to see

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