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“No, I haven’t. I had Steven take me here when I found out that you’d be attending this auction,”
Armand replied in a deep voice.
“Why didn’t you come and sit with your wife if you were in the conference hall? Armand, don’t tell me
you were guest number twenty-two?” Timothy asked while looking in the direction that Armand had
come from.
“I was,” Armand replied.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtTimothy clicked his tongue. “A genius as always, huh? Not only did you make a donation to the charity
auction, but you also got your wife an amazing-looking crown!”
Noticing Genevieve’s legs that were exposed through the slit of her gown, Armand buttoned up the
coat he had draped over her and dragged her outside.
Timothy could only shrug and let out a sigh as he followed behind them.
Johanna was already waiting by the roadside at the time. “Why are you running around town when your
eyes aren’t fully healed yet?” she exclaimed before driving them to a seafood restaurant.
The restaurant she had chosen was located in a secluded alley, but the place was crowded due to its
amazing dishes.
Genevieve was starving as she hadn’t eaten much throughout the entire afternoon.
Because the long sleeves of the coat were hindering her movement, she decided to take it off before
eating.
However, Armand was quicker and rolled the sleeves up for her. “What would you like to eat? Just let
me know and I’ll get it for you.”
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmGenevieve fell silent for a moment after hearing that.
Despite them being seated in a corner of the restaurant, Genevieve’s beauty was simply so dazzling
that she attracted a lot of attention anyway. On top of that, she looked like a celebrity with the evening
gown visible beneath the coat.
A few girls had been staring at them from a nearby table for quite some time.
Eventually, one of them mustered the courage to walk up to Genevieve and asked, “I really like your
movie, miss! May I take a picture with you?”
Armand shot the girl a cold glare. “You’ve got the wrong person. My wife is not an actress, and she
doesn’t do pictures either.”