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Chapter 533
After listening to Genevieve, Bruce said nothing in response.
As the car drove on, the two uttered not notlicr word to cach other. All thicy could hcar was Bruce
singing along to the Frosan music in his sexy hoarse voice.
“When you press me to your heart, I’m in a world apart; a world where roses bloom. And when you
speak, angels sing from above. Everyday words seem to turn into love songs.”
Fifteen minutes later, they finally arrived at Imperial Club,
“Thank you. Ms. Rachford.” Bruce unfastened his seat belt and got out of the vehicle.
Before closing the car door, the man lowered himself to speak to Genevieve inside. “Ms Rachford, Mrs.
Hossler doesn’t really like jewelry; slie likes oil paintings. The woman’s even an oil-painting society
member. It’d be great if you could get her David Rudd’s work because she especially adores the artist.
One more thing. If there are going to be others at the event besides you and Mrs. Hossler, I suggest
you keep the jewelry to yourself.”
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtGenevieve was stunned for a moment, and when she regained her senses, Bruce had already entered
the club.
“Mrs. Hossler probably isn’t someone an artist like Bruce would know personally, so how did he know
she doesn’t like jewelry?” muttered Genevieve with her eyebrows furrowed.
The woman could have ignored Bruce’s advice, but for some reason, she was convinced that he was
right.
After hesitating for a few minutes in the car, Genevieve pulled out her phone to make a call. “Coop. I
remember you managed to get yourself one of David Rudd’s works, right?”
“I did. You’re interested in oil paintings?” inquired Cooper.
“No, but I’m about to meet Marlon’s wife.”
“She likes jewelry, especially diamonds. However, she doesn’t like to receive them publicly as gifts.
Why don’t we get her a diamond necklace?” suggested Cooper after some thought.
No wonder Bruce advised me not to bring the piece of jewelry to the club. So that‘s why. Genevieve
then replied, “Just get me David Rudd’s oil painting, Coop. I’m outside Imperial Club now. Get someone
to send it over.”
Before hanging up, Genevieve promised, “Next time, I’ll get you a more valuable painting.”
Still scated in the car, the woman was killing time on her phone when she accidentally found a familiar
name on WhatsApp.
Immediately, her heart ached as her breathing became difficult.
Genevieve did not think she loved Armand very much. Nonetheless, being suddenly reminded of their
past caused her heart to hurt so much that she almost fainted.
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Even though the man was clead, he continued to allcct Genevievc.
Not long after the woman had ingested two pills poured out of a bottle she took from her bag, someone
knocked on her car window.
Cooper had an event to attend that evening, so he had his assistant, Bertilla, pick up the painting from
his house and send it to Imperial Club with basic.
After thanking Bertilla, Genevieve entered the private room Jan had reserved with the gift in her hand.
Jan was well aware of how much Paula liked playing poker, so he specifically asked his wife and two
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmother people to join Paula for a few games in the card room.
When Genevieve arrived at the scene, the game was already in full swing
Hence, she simply greeted Jan with a look before standing aside with a cup of coffee to watch the
game in silence.
As expected, Paula won one game after another, and those at the table congratulated and praised her,
telling her how brilliant she was.
In response, Paula waved her hand somewhat embarrassedly with a wide smile. “You guys are just
going easy on me. How about this? Dinner’s on me tonight.”
“We can’t have that,” voiced Genevieve jokingly. “Mr. Wasco and I have already agreed to pay for
dinner, so don’t worry. We’ll take care of it.”
Jan then took the opportunity to introduce Genevieve. “Mrs. Hossler, this is Genevieve Rachford, the
owner of Genevieve Orsi Productions. She’s also Cooper’s sister.”
Paula glanced at Genevieve before uttering, “I recognize you. You were Armand Faulkner’s wife,
right?”
“I see you have an excellent memory, Mrs. Hossler.” Genevieve nodded in response.
As the other poker players left the room, Paula continued, “It’s a shame that Mr. Faulkner left us so soon. It’s not every day you see a businessman as impressive as him.”
Genevieve waited until Paula sat down before handing the woman the rectangular gift box in her hand.
“I hope you like it, Mrs. Hossler.”