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Chapter 1361 What Have You Gained

"The doctor said things will get better after this period," Jerry said, holding his hand in his palm. His eyes were dark, making it impossible to discern any emotions.

Albert shook his head, "I don't want to stay up any longer."

He looked at Jerry with gradually increasing guilt in his eyes and said in a low voice, "I'm sorry, I let you down by not keeping my word,..."

"No," Jerry said, "You've been very kind to me, and I remember it all."

Albert felt a growing sense of unease, his thin, bony hand tightly gripping Jerry's. "I once swore in the Pann family ancestral hall that as long as I live, I will not let the Pann family fall apart. Jerry, you are a descendant of the Pann family, and the son I value the most. In the future, the entire Pann family business will be handed over to you. You must ensure the Pann family legacy continues forever."

The legacy established by their ancestors is meant to be passed down from generation to generation, allowing the Pann family to flourish.

After a moment of silence, Jerry said, "All right."

"Swear to me."

Jerry was raised by him.

He knew that deep down, the child was ruthless, and his calm endurance would one day shatter with the collapse of a certain event.

Jerry looked at Albert and calmly said, "I swear, I will never do anything that would harm the Pann family or cause it to fall apart. If I break this promise, may I be cursed to live a lonely life and never find peace in death."

Upon hearing his venomous oath, the man finally breathed a sigh of relief. "Don't blame your father. If the Pann family falls apart, I would be too ashamed to face our ancestors."

Jerry said, "How could I blame you?"

The brief exchange with Jerry had drained all of Albert's energy, as waves of pain tormented him, making it unbearable.

"Jerry, let me go. I have no more worries left."

"All right." This time, Jerry didn't refuse. He pressed the emergency bell by the bedside.

In a short while, a nurse came in, holding a silver tray in her hand. On the tray, there was only a syringe.

Jerry removed the syringe, and Albert straightened his arm cooperatively, seemingly eager for relief.

The fine needle pierced into Albert's relaxed flesh, and the eight milliliters of medicine were quickly injected into his body. Jerry expressionlessly pulled the needle out.

He looked down and asked Albert, "What have you gained in your life?"

Albert's consciousness gradually scattered as he heard Jerry's words. He thought for a moment and murmured softly, "I have you, my outstanding son, and... your mother..."

Albert's voice gradually weakened, and soon he closed his eyes. The mist on the breathing tube also slowly disappeared.

Jerry let out a sarcastic laugh.

He took out his phone just as a call came in. On the other end, Joash said, "Jerry, you should be up by now, right? I have something urgent to tell you."

Upon hearing this, Jerry looked up toward the window, only to realize that the sky had already brightened without him noticing. "I won't be going back to Jadeborough this week," he said.

"Ah, why?"

"Rushing to a Funeral."

Around six in the morning, Charlotte, who was still asleep, received a call from Genevieve. As soon as she answered, Genevieve asked, "Didn't you go to Jazona Clubhouse last night too? Did you run into Jerry?"

"Mmm?" Charlotte was still in a daze. "What's going on?"

Upon receiving her response, Genevieve guessed that Jerry's incident of the wine bottle exploding and injuring someone's head was probably related to Charlotte.

"Someone secretly recorded a video in the private room where you were dining."

Charlotte was suddenly awakened and quickly brushed the hair out of her eyes. She immediately opened Twitter.

In the early hours of the morning, someone posted a video of Jerry hitting someone online. However, there weren't many drama-seekers at that time. It wasn't until around five am when various major paid social media accounts started creating content, along with ghostwriters stirring up the situation, that Jerry became a trending topic. Additionally, the news of Brody, the person who was hit, going to the hospital to get stitches for his head also became a trending topic.

No matter what the cause was, the public could already imagine a lot from just this video of someone being beaten. Coupled with Brody's silence, it seemed as if he had been silenced by Jerry's side.

The discussion became more intense, as they said Jerry had a tendency toward violence, and the rumor spread from one person to ten, then to a hundred.

Chapter 1362 Never Afraid

Genevieve Orsi's PR team couldn't get in touch with Jerry, and his assistant Joash wasn't in the private room at the time either, so they had no idea what was going on. Several responses without evidence were simply not convincing to the netizens.

So, after Genevieve received the message, she immediately got a phone call from Charlotte.

Charlotte was watching the news while telling Genevieve about what happened in the private room. She didn't expect that a producer wanted to invite Jerry to work on their next film with their company, but someone secretly recorded it and posted the misleading video clip online.

Those people are in the same circle as Brody, and there are only a few people in the private room. There's no way they wouldn't know who secretly recorded the video.

These capitalists really have a way with manipulating celebrities.

After Genevieve learned about the situation, she relayed the information to the PR team.

Two minutes later, she called Charlotte again, "There's no evidence to prove that Mr. Lohan sexually harassed you. The public won't buy it, and there are many people keeping an eye on Jerry."

Those envious people in the entertainment industry, upon seeing a certain actor climb to the top, can't help but wish to ruthlessly trample them into the mud.

Although Genevieve is the boss of the company and has to prioritize profits, she believes that Jerry's actions were not wrong. If it were her, she would have smashed more than just one wine bottle on Brody's head.

Genevieve said, "I'll go to the hospital later to visit Mr. Lohan."

"Who says there's no evidence?" Charlotte picked up the collar from the bedside table, her fingers brushing against the beautiful shell pendant. "Let me handle this."

"It's your turn to handle it," Genevieve joked, "after all, Jerry is here for you."

After finishing the phone call, Charlotte hurried to the bathroom to wash up. While brushing her teeth, she didn't forget to call Joash, asking him where Jerry had gone.

Joash said, "Jerry went back to Xedells last night, it seems like a relative of his has passed away."

Even after being with Jerry for several years, Charlotte had never paid much attention to his family background. She only knew that he was from Xedells and later came to the mainland to make a name for himself in the entertainment industry.

Charlotte had lost loved ones before, and she knew the pain it brought.

She opened her phone and removed Jerry's number, including his mobile number, from the blacklist. She wanted to send him a message asking if he was all right, but she couldn't bring herself to do it.

In the end, Charlotte still turned off her phone.

After Charlotte left the house, she contacted Brody, saying she wanted to apologize for what happened in the private room last night. Knowing that Brody was at the company, she immediately drove there.

Trinity Entertainment is a company that specializes in producing variety shows. Thanks to the success of two hit shows, the company's main person in charge, Brody, has gained a higher social standing and holds a significant position within the industry.

Charlotte was led into Brody's private office by his assistant.

Seeing Brody with thick gauze wrapped around his head and traces of cuts from debris on his face, Charlotte couldn't help but feel a sense of satisfaction deep inside.

However, she noticed that Jerry had indeed become somewhat violent lately.

Two punches landed Zander in the hospital for a few days, draining all her savings. Then last night, a bottle cracked open Brody's head...

But this time, she won't lose money.

Charlotte walked up to the table and sincerely apologized to Brody, "Producer Lin, I'm really sorry about Jerry's bad temper, especially when he's had a bit too much to drink. It's so embarrassing that he broke your head."

Brody leaned back in his chair and scoffed, "If he's so capable, why hasn't he come to apologize to me?"

Charlotte knew that Brody dared to treat Jerry this way, probably because he knew that Jerry had no background in the entertainment industry and no one to protect him.

So what if Jerry wins the best actor award?

As long as capital is willing to invest, countless best actors can be brought to the spotlight.

At first, Guan Tingbai experienced the same thing. At a young age, he won the Best Actor award at the Vertsilver Film Festival. However, due to his lack of connections and support, his girlfriend cheated on him. To make matters worse, she turned the tables on him, causing his company to sideline him. In the end, he fell into depression and committed suicide.

Brody's rudeness caused Charlotte's eyes to turn cold, and she responded bluntly, "He's busy and can't come! Besides, you really deserve a beating."

"What did you say!" Brody suddenly sat up straight in his chair, staring at Charlotte.

"Whenever you see a beautiful woman, you want to touch her or make a move, and if you can't, you start talking. Is your brain filled with nothing but lustful thoughts?"

"Did you reincarnate from an animal to become a human?"

Charlotte coldly scolded, "I'm telling you, even if Jerry didn't do anything, if you had said one more word back then, I would've picked up a wine bottle and smashed it on your head!"

Brody had never been insulted like this before, and in a fit of anger, he picked up the pen holder from the table and threw it at Charlotte.

He angrily said, "Get out of my sight!"

"What's the rush? Once I'm done with my business, I'll leave on my own." Charlotte dodged the incoming pencil holder with a tilt of her head and then straightened her messy hair.

She has never been afraid of arguing with people!

Chapter 1363 There Is A Way

Charlotte took out her phone, opened a video, and turned the screen toward Brody.

After watching the video for a moment, Brody's expression changed.

Charlotte smirked provocatively at him, "If your friend can secretly film, do you think I can't? Moreover, I've been recording since I entered the private room, including the part where you were playing with the peach..."

"So what if you have a video? If you have the guts, go ahead and release it!" Brody didn't feel threatened at all.

He shamelessly said, "Which man hasn't made a dirty joke at the dinner table? Besides, when I said you're like a juicy peach, I was complimenting you. If this video gets out, you're the only one who'll be embarrassed."

Charlotte sneered, "If someone your age isn't embarrassed, why should I be afraid?"

"For others, they might feel ashamed if people know they've been sexually harassed and wouldn't dare to speak up. But not me. Everyone in the circle knows how often my boyfriend changes."

She waved her phone, "There's also a video of you touching my thigh, didn't you look closely? If I hand this video over to the police, you'll be charged with sexual harassment for sure. How would your son feel about that? Would he be embarrassed?"

Brody was so angry that he stared at Charlotte, unable to utter a single word for a long time.

Charlotte turned off her phone, tossed it into her bag, and smiled at Brody. "We're all in the same industry, and we'll have to meet again in the future. I want to leave some room for myself too. As long as you record a video explaining that you were just playing an improvised script with Jerry in the private room last night, and there was no conflict between you two, I won't release this video."

"What if I don't?"

"Then why don't you give it a try?" Charlotte shrugged. "Once the complete video is out, any secret moves you make will be useless. And don't forget, Genevieve Orsi is under Specter Corporation's umbrella."

"You dare to mess with a small entertainment company, and you also dare to mess with Specter Corporation?"

She leaned on the rosewood table, looking down at Brody. "I forgot to mention, my family has a great relationship with the Jensen family. Don't you find it strange that I'm still doing well even after my family went bankrupt? The Forlisle Group's medical equipment is used in hospitals all over the country. If you get blacklisted by the hospitals, you'll have to go abroad for treatment!"

Almost every sentence Charlotte uttered hit Brody's weak spot.

She clearly had no power or influence, yet she somehow managed to make people wary of her.

Brody backed into a corner, having no choice but to agree with Charlotte. Just then, the office door was pushed open, and the assistant who had just greeted Charlotte hurried in. She whispered a few words into Brody's ear.

Brody's face changed, and he hurriedly left with his assistant.

Charlotte was standing a bit far from the two, but she faintly heard the words "Tax Bureau." Coupled with Brody's expression, she could roughly guess what was going on.

Charlotte didn't rush to leave. She went to the restroom and called Jessica. "Jess, how much money do you have that you can use?"

"Let me take a look."

Charlotte called Kenneth again, asking him to transfer all the cash to her account. Then, she called Genevieve and said, "Trinity Entertainment has tax issues, and I want to buy the copyright for 'Adam's Garden'."

Genevieve asked, "How much cash do you need?"

"Mr. Lohan is at my mercy, so I can negotiate a lower price," Charlotte said. "I'll put in half, you put in half, and we'll split the shares fifty-fifty."

"Can I set up a pension plan for myself?" she asked.

On the other end of the phone, Genevieve laughed and said, "What's wrong with that? With your keen sense of smell, you'll be able to make more money for me in the future. Why would I focus on your pension plan?"

"Genevieve, you truly are a blessing from heaven," Charlotte said, kissing her through the phone.

Genevieve felt disgusted and hung up the phone.

Soon, Charlotte received a large transfer from Genevieve Orsi's account, and she immediately sought professional help to register her own company.

After making sure everything was in order, she let out a breath and gracefully walked out of the restroom.

Trinity Entertainment was in complete chaos, and Charlotte, seeing Brody's anxiety, pulled him aside into the office for a private conversation.

"Sell me the copyright for 'Adam's Garden.""

Chapter 1364 The Despicable Girl

Brody was taken aback, as if he hadn't quite processed it yet.

Charlotte calmly said, "I know your company has tax issues. You look so upset; I guess the penalty must be quite heavy, right? I assume the funds on the books might not be enough to cover the fine."

Trinity Entertainment needs money to pay fines, so they will sell various variety show copyrights they hold to raise funds.

"Why should I sell it to you?" Brody, a businessman, knew that the copyright for the variety show "Adam's Garden" was worth a fortune, a veritable goldmine.

Unless he's out of his mind, he would never sell the copyright to Charlotte.

"Feel free to harass me," Charlotte said gently, looking at Brody. "Tax issues plus sexual harassment, do you think that's serious?"

"Mr. Lohan, the world doesn't revolve around you."

"Sell me the copyright for 'Adam's Garden' now, and I can offer you a good price. I'll also delete that video," he said.

"Anyway, we've already had a falling out, so I won't be afraid to confront you in the future. The real question is whether or not I'll get to see your glorious moments again."

Charlotte let out a sound of realization, "I seem to recall that my sister-in-law's brother works at the Tax Bureau."

She said she wanted to make a call to ask.

Brody fiercely swatted away Charlotte's phone, his eyes filled with a mix of gloom and apprehension. "I really thought you were just a lazy scion, but you've got quite the tricks up your sleeve!"

Charlotte picked up her shattered phone screen, smiled slightly, and said, "Of course, have you seen who my dad is? How could his daughter be anything less than amazing?"

Seeing Brody's phone constantly ringing, Charlotte guessed that quite a few people must have also found out about Trinity Entertainment's tax issues and wanted to take the opportunity to buy the copyright for "Adam's Garden."

Charlotte crossed her arms and looked at him, "Mr. Lohan, you have no choice but to sell the copyright of 'Adam's Garden'."

Brody had been in the business world for over a decade, but this was the first time he had been so infuriated by a young girl. However, he had no other choice but to negotiate copyright fees with Charlotte.

Outside the office, things were getting more and more chaotic. Meanwhile, inside, Charlotte and Brody were sitting together discussing prices.

Charlotte knew that pushing Brody too hard would only make things worse, so she didn't bargain too aggressively. Brody called the shareholders, and in the end, they agreed to Charlotte's price.

The legal department has prepared the contract and sent it over.

Charlotte has registered a company, but since the official seal isn't ready yet, she has no choice but to sign contracts with Genevieve Orsi Productions and Trinity Entertainment for the time being.

The company seals of both parties were finally affixed on the contract, and only then did Charlotte breathe a sigh of relief.

In front of Brody, Charlotte deleted the video. She didn't need to mention that Brody had recorded it to clear Jerry's name, because the trending topic would change soon anyway.

"You're busy, so I won't bother you anymore." Charlotte left with the contract, in an extremely good mood.

As soon as the office door closed, Brody slumped into his chair. He felt a bit frustrated being tightly controlled by a young girl, but soon he let it go.

Even if Charlotte buys the copyright for "Adam's Garden," it won't be of any use.

The essence of variety shows lies in the script and the director. As long as the core creative team is on his side, he can create a second "Adam's Garden"!

Before Brody could catch his breath, the office door was knocked on again. His assistant hesitated before telling him, "When Ms. Benson left, she took the two screenwriters of 'Adam's Garden' with her..."

"What?" Brody's cheeks trembled with anger.

He immediately called the lead director of "Adam's Garden," but Reuben tactfully stated that he would go wherever the copyright of "Adam's Garden" went. In other words, he would follow the money.

Unfortunately, Brody and Reuben were only in an employer-employee relationship, so Brody couldn't stop Reuben if he wanted to leave.

Brody's financial lifeline was cut off, leaving him furious and shaking. He angrily threw his phone away, exclaiming, "This extremely ruthless wench!"

No wonder she's the daughter of a business tycoon; she has a natural talent for doing business in her bones.

Chapter 1365 Are You Jealous

As Charlotte predicted, Trinity Entertainment soon became a trending topic due to tax issues. Everyone was discussing whether Trinity Entertainment would go bankrupt due to paying fines, and if “Adam's Garden" could still be watched.

No one talks about Jerry's violent behavior anymore.

Charlotte sat in the car, going over her several negotiations with Brody and the generous results she had obtained. Her heart couldn't calm down for a long time.

She's truly freaking amazing!

Charlotte called Genevieve with a sweet tone, "Genevieve, where are you? I just closed a big deal! Let's go shopping and have a spa day!"

"How can you be just like Camilla?" Genevieve was utterly disgusted. She couldn't even stand Camilla's whiny voice to begin with.

"Comparing me to her is like belittling me, isn't it?"

Charlotte grumbled a bit, then said with a smile, "Thank goodness Genevieve, you just sent me a message reminding me, otherwise I wouldn't have thought of poaching the director and screenwriter."

From the very beginning, she focused on the copyright of "Adam's Garden," but overlooked the fact that the core of variety show creation lies in the scriptwriting.

Without them, there wouldn't be the fascinating "Adam's Garden."

Charlotte continued to act cute, "Genevieve, tell me where you are, at the company or at home? I still have something to discuss with you."

"Let's talk about it tomorrow," Genevieve said. "I have a date with Hubby."

Charlotte choked a little, "Didn't you say you wanted to make two billion in three years? How come you're not focusing on your work at all? Besides, your child is already six years old. What kind of meeting are you talking about?"

"What's the rush? We're just starting to make money." Genevieve scoffed. "Why are you being so bitter just because you don't have a boyfriend? Even if my child is twenty years old, I'll still go on dates with Hubby, just to annoy you."

"Don't you dare call me again, even if the sky falls down today, or else I'll block you!"

As Genevieve stepped out of the building, she spotted a Maybach parked by the roadside. She quickly hung up the phone and jogged over, pulling open the passenger seat door.

After getting in the car, she asked Armand, "Today isn't a workday, so you don't have to work?"

"Half-day off in the afternoon."

"No wonder everyone wants to take the civil service exam," Genevieve remarked as she let Armand lean in to help her fasten her seatbelt. "Weekends off, holidays off, and sometimes even weekdays off. There are hardly any working days in a month. Who wouldn't want such a heavenly job?"

After buckling his seatbelt, Armand gave her a kiss and said, "It's just an afternoon off, I have to fly to Baykeep for a meeting on Saturday."

Genevieve said, "Then you should go to the hospital to visit Granddad."

"I know." Armand drove the car back, a faint and gentle smile on his lips. "It's rare for an old married couple like us to have a date alone. Where would you like to go?"

"What old married couple?" Genevieve curled her red lips, "I'm not even thirty yet."

She told Armand about her recent conversation with Charlotte and added, "Dating isn't just a privilege for young people. When I'm in my fifties or sixties, I still want to go on dates with you every day!"

Armand smiled and nodded as he drove, asking her, "So, Mrs. Faulkner, where would you like to go and have fun?"

Genevieve entered the address into the GPS and said, "You know Mrs. Hossler, right? She's the wife of the CEO of Exuberance Group. She opened a handmade pottery shop."

Armand asked curiously, "Isn't she in the entertainment business? Why open a pottery shop?"

"Maybe she wants to cultivate her temperament," Genevieve shrugged. "I saw her Instagram post, and the pottery shop seems pretty nice. Let's go have some fun there."

"All right, let's listen to Mrs. Faulkner."

Paula's pottery shop is located in the expensive city center, occupying a standalone storefront on the street. The shop is a duplex, and its interior design is bright and comfortable at first glance.

The first floor offers a variety of vases, cups, porcelain bowls, and other ceramics for sale, while the second floor is dedicated to a hands-on area where guests can create their own pieces.

After Genevieve and her companion arrived at the pottery shop, the store attendant greeted them and then led them to the second floor, where they were introduced to the potter. The potters here were all highly skilled, having been hired by Paula at a high salary.

If guests don't want to get hands-on, they can help them customize any ceramics they desire.

Genevieve glanced around and saw guests sitting at the pottery wheels, their hands covered in clay as they busily shaped their creations. She turned to Armand and said, "Your daughter would definitely love this place."

The two little ones have arrived, and they'll probably stay here for a day.

Chapter 1366 Her Husband

"Let's bring them here to have fun on the weekend when we have time," Armand said, handing her the pottery album. "Take a look and decide what kind of teacups and vases you want."

Genevieve flipped through a few pages and suddenly said, "Why don't we just do it ourselves, DIY style?"

Genevieve, besides occasionally helping her two children with their handicraft homework, had never really done any handiwork herself. However, when she brought back her own DIY vase and put flowers in it, it was truly a feast for the eyes.

She said she would do it, and immediately asked Potter to teach her.

Potter handed Genevieve two aprons and led them to the pottery wheel near the floor-to-ceiling window. He carefully explained each step to them as they went along.

Including the moisture content of the clay, how to shape the clay on the potter's wheel, and how to set the form...

Genevieve was struggling to digest all the theoretical knowledge. She nudged the man beside her with her elbow and asked, "Jerry, have you learned it all?"

"What is Jerry?" Armand had already gotten used to her occasionally giving him new nicknames.

Genevieve laughed and said, "Jerry is a character from a cartoon that your daughter often watches. Whenever he encounters a problem, he just scratches his head and immediately comes up with a solution."

"I'm praising your intelligence," she said, linking her arm with the man's.

Her praise delighted Armand, and a faint smile appeared in his eyes. "I think I've almost got it, but I need to give it a try. After all, making this thing is quite complicated."

"So, you haven't mastered it yet?" Genevieve's eyes lit up. "I was just worried that your skills were too good, but now I'm not afraid."

The two of them chatted while watching Potter work.

Not long after, a short, wide-mouthed vase was shaped by the potter. He sketched beautiful patterns on the body of the vase, then added colors before placing it into the kiln.

The perfectly baked vase was just like those sold in high-end ceramic stores, flawless and exquisite.

Upon seeing the master potter's high-quality work, Genevieve couldn't help but feel eager to try it herself. She suggested to Armand that they each make a mug for the other, exchanging their creations as a fur activity.

After learning about the mug design Genevieve wanted to create, Potter guided her step by step from the side.

Like most beginners, Genevieve was quite clumsy. She kept her foot on the pedal without letting up, causing the clay on the wheel to become deformed as she worked with it.

Potter's eyebrows twitched, and he handed another piece of clay to Genevieve.

Genevieve squished one lump of clay after another, and it wasn't until the fourth one that she finally grasped some tricks. Slowly, she shaped it into the form of a mug, even managing to make the rim perfectly round.

At that moment, more guests came up to the second floor. Seeing that Genevieve had learned enough, Potter went over to greet the new customers.

Genevieve was quite exhausted just from shaping a mug, so she took the opportunity to rest for a bit and glanced over at Armand. The man had also ruined several pieces of clay, and still hadn't managed to make a mug shape.

Genevieve washed her hands and picked up the lemonade from the small table. She took a few sips and then passed the straw to Armand.

As the man took a sip of water, Genevieve gave him a kiss.

Armand glanced at the pottery wheel in front of her and smiled, "No wonder you're so happy, the mug you made is indeed quite beautiful."

"That's the mug I'll be giving you personally, so of course I have to be extra careful with it."

She also knew that Armand was skillful with his hands, and his clumsiness now was just an act. As long as he appeared clumsy, Potter would find it easier to teach Genevieve instead.

How can her husband be so warm-hearted?

"Mr. Faulkner, Ms. Rachford."

Genevieve suddenly heard a familiar voice. She turned her head and saw Scarlette walking toward her.

She wore jeans and a form-fitting sweater, showcasing her great figure. Her full chest and carefully styled curls exuded a strong sense of femininity.

Aside from Armand, almost all the male eyes in the classroom were fixated on Scarlette.

Chapter 1367 All Men Like Big Breasts

Genevieve's gaze lingered on Scarlette's chest for two seconds before shifting away. "Even though we're not work partners outside of work hours, I'd still prefer if you called me Mrs. Faulkner."

"Then I'll call you Mrs. Faulkner," Scarlette said with a laugh, quickly changing the subject to ask Genevieve if they both enjoyed DIY.

Scarlette had recently joined Genevieve Orsi Productions and was still a newcomer in the entertainment industry. Her character development plan had not yet been finalized by the company, so she had quite a bit of free time during this period.

She found out about a nice pottery shop on a certain app and decided to go there to DIY a couple of mugs as gifts.

Perhaps Scarlette and Armand have known each other since they were young, as she didn't consider herself an outsider at all. She sat next to them and joined in their conversation.

However, she only chatted with Genevieve, as Armand was busy working and didn't even glance at her.

"Mr. Faulkner is so thoughtful," Scarlette chuckled confidently, "It seems this mug is definitely meant for Mrs. Faulkner."

She turned her head again and said to Genevieve, "Out of the dozen or so children in the Faulkner family, he's the one who speaks the least and always seems like he doesn't want to interact with anyone. It seems that marriage can indeed change a person's character."

"I see Mando hasn't changed much; he's still a man of few words and doesn't like to socialize, right?" Genevieve hinted.

Scarlette was taken aback.

Genevieve gave her a faint smile and said, "I like Mando just the way he is, as long as he's good to me. Who doesn't like being favored?"

"Well, that's true." Scarlette quickly laughed as well.

Scarlette and Genevieve chatted about work for a while, and then Scarlette got up to join a potter. She put on an apron and began learning pottery from the other person.

Genevieve glanced at her chest again and asked Armand with a hint of jealousy, "Are her breasts really big?"

Armand casually glanced at Scarlette, then lowered his head to meticulously trace the pattern of Genevieve Orsi on the cup.

He answered nonchalantly, "It's all right."

"I've seen her measurements on her profile, her bust is almost twenty centimeters," Genevieve said, knowing that he wasn't really concerned about Scarlette. She felt a bit sour, but more than that, she was envious.

Women are like this: when they see a beauty more attractive than themselves, they can't help but feel a mix of jealousy, love, and admiration.

Genevieve asked, "I heard that holding big breasts is very comfortable, is that true?"

Armand paused his work and looked at Genevieve, unable to help but laugh as he said, "Everyone has different tastes, and I don't like Scarlette's style. I only like you."

"The touch is nice, and it fits perfectly in one hand," he whispered into Genevieve's ear.

Genevieve's ears turned slightly red from the teasing, but at the same time, she was quite satisfied with his answer.

After taking a break, Genevieve continued working on the mug. She drew a few cartoon characters on the body of the cup and also added the initials of her and her child's names.

Fortunately, this step went quite smoothly, with hardly any mistakes.

Finally, Genevieve carefully brushed the paint onto the cup's surface. When she finished, she noticed that Armand's mug was also completed.

The entire mug was adorned with her favorite shade of green and featured a beautifully crafted illustration of Genevieve Orsi. The handle was intricately carved to resemble intertwining vines, making it exceptionally elegant.

Genevieve couldn't wait to see how beautiful this mug would look once it was baked.

As Genevieve carried the mug toward the furnace, she didn't pay attention to her footing. Suddenly, her calf collided with a hard object, causing her to stumble and almost send the mug flying out of her hands.

Genevieve steadied the mug on the tray, standing firm after being frightened, her back drenched in sweat.

The sudden mishap caused Armand's face to change. He squatted down and saw a faint bruise on Genevieve's calf. It turned out that she had accidentally bumped into a small table while walking.

The table still had a utility knife on it, with an incredibly sharp blade.

Fortunately, Genevieve didn't walk too fast, so she stopped when she bumped into the corner. Otherwise, the utility knife on the table would have fallen and sliced open the skin on her calf.

Chapter 1368 Retrograde This Month

Armand pushed the small table aside and gently touched the bruise on Genevieve's leg. "Does it hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt anymore." It was painful when I first bumped into it, but the pain has subsided now.

Potter noticed that something was off and came over to ask what happened. Genevieve simply said she accidentally bumped into the table corner. Armand handed two mugs to the pottery artist, asking him to bake them.

There were no medicines in the store, so Armand went to a pharmacy not far from the pottery shop to buy a spray.

It was just a minor bump, but seeing how worried the man was, even going to buy a spray for it, Genevieve couldn't help but laugh and cry at the same time. Her heart was filled with sweetness, and she couldn't help but wish to spend her entire life with him like this.

Genevieve said, "This month, I've either cut my hand with a knife or hurt my leg while walking. It seems like I'm having a streak of bad luck."

"After Mercury retrograde ends, my financial luck will probably improve!"

Hearing her baseless reasoning, Armand couldn't help but smile. After spraying the medicine for Genevieve, he put away the spray.

Although she didn't bleed this time, it still made Armand very nervous.

Armand wiped the dirt off Genevieve's hands with a damp towel and whispered softly, "Love, even a mild coagulation disorder can't be cured. You may be able to stop the bleeding once or twice, but there might be a time when the blood just won't stop flowing..."

Over the years, Armand has been searching for experts in the field of hemophilia, and Timothy's side has also funded related laboratories.

Times are constantly changing, yet no one in the medical field has been able to conquer this disease.

Genevieve, who has hemophilia, is like a porcelain doll that cannot be touched. However, Armand doesn't want to keep her constantly by his side, restricting her freedom. Instead, he tries his best to protect her.

At that time, he didn't stop Genevieve from practicing boxing with Sally because he was worried that if something were to happen, Genevieve would have the ability to protect herself.

Armand gently placed Genevieve's hand near his lips and gave it a tender kiss. "So, if you ever get hurt, make sure to contact me immediately, or your brother, or call the hospital."

"I know," Genevieve said.

Armand continued to instruct, "If you start bleeding, make sure to destroy the towels and gauze you use to treat the wound. The fewer people who know about your special blood type, the better."

He always remembered what happened in Lostaria, when Genevieve's unique blood type caused her to bleed profusely, and her breathing stopped several times.

During those few months, his time in the hospital felt like an eternity, and he almost joined her in leaving this world.

"Mmm." Genevieve hugged him and gave him a kiss, "I remember every word you've said."

Seeing Armand furrowing his brow, she changed the subject and said she would make another mug for the two little ones. Then, she put on her apron and got back to work.

Lucian loves Transformers, but drawing them on a mech is too difficult. It's even more challenging to draw them on a cup.

Genevieve couldn't draw, so she exchanged mugs with Armand.

Genevieve was busy when her phone rang in her bag. She washed her hands and took out the phone, seeing that it was a call from Lucian's head teacher.

Upon learning that Lucian had been hospitalized, Genevieve dropped what she was doing and hurried to the hospital with Armand.

Upon arriving at the emergency department of the hospital, Genevieve first spotted Lucian sitting on a lounge chair. His face was a mixture of discomfort and confusion, with his left leg's school uniform pants pulled up, revealing a stabilizer attached to it.

Upon seeing her son in such a miserable state, Genevieve couldn't help but laugh. She then asked the head teacher, "What happened to him?"

The little child accidentally missed a step while going down the stairs.

Children are in their growth stage, and their bones are relatively fragile. The steps of the school building are covered with ceramic tiles, making a fall extremely painful.

Fearing any complications, the head teacher quickly brought Lucian to the city hospital.

Armand went to ask the doctor again and found out that Lucian had only suffered a fracture. After a couple of days, when the bone healed, he would be fine.

It was almost time for school to let out, so they had to pick up Amanda from school. They decided to give the head teacher a lift back to the school as well.

During the break, Amanda didn't go out and stayed in the classroom to play with her classmates. Moreover, she didn't share a desk with Lucian, so she didn't notice that he hadn't returned when class resumed

Upon learning that Lucian had fractured his bone from falling down the stairs, Amanda couldn't help but tease him, "Lucian, you're so clumsy!"

Lucian playfully tugged at her ponytail.

Amanda let out a cry, covering her head with a wronged expression, and complained to Genevieve in the passenger seat, "Mommy, Lucian is bullying me, aren't you going to do something about it?"

Chapter 1369 Quite Talented

"Who allowed you to mock Lucian?" Genevieve, being fair, reasoned with her daughter.

"Usually, it's fine for you to play around with Lucian, but falling down the stairs really hurts. Lucian's leg is fractured and he's in pain, yet you still mock him. Do you think what you're doing is right?"

Amanda just thinks that Lucian is clumsy, that's all.

They were used to fooling around, but now that Mommy said it like that, she felt that she had gone too far.

Amanda moved closer and hugged Lucian, "I'm sorry, Lucian. You're not dumb. You're the smartest and most handsome brother in my eyes! To make it up to you, I'll make crème brûlée for you tonight, okay?"

Lucian thought of the dark dessert she made, and the corner of his mouth twitched, "No need."

Genevieve saw the two little ones being affectionate again and raised her eyebrows, saying to Armand, "It seems I have quite a talent for being a mother for the first time; I've been quite successful in raising the children."

Armand glanced at her and said, "Weren't you the one who laughed at Lucian first in the hospital?"

Genevieve couldn't help but feel heartbroken when she saw her son's pitiful state.

Armand went to the pottery store and picked up the four DIY mugs they had made. When Amanda saw her own mug, she absolutely loved it, hugging it and giving it multiple kisses.

Lucian, with a broken leg and still full of pride, refused to be carried. After arriving at Swallow Garden, he hopped into the house on one foot, leaning on Genevieve's hand for support.

Genevieve couldn't help but laugh when she saw him showing off his skills.

After helping the person to the living room and sitting them down, she asked, "Luc, aren't your shoes slip-resistant? How did you fall down the stairs?"

Lucian said, "At that time, my eyes were itchy, and I didn't pay attention while rubbing them."

Upon hearing this, Genevieve immediately sat down next to Lucian and lifted the little guy's face to check his eyes. "Where does it hurt in your eyes? Do you want Mommy to take you to the hospital for another check-up?"

"I don't know, it was just really itchy at that time." This was the first time Lucian experienced itchy eyes, and he couldn't help but rub them with his hands.

Due to not paying attention to the road, a tragedy occurred later on.

Genevieve carefully observed the little one's eyes. They resembled his father's - slightly narrow and elongated, like double-lidded phoenix eyes, with dark-colored pupils.

Seeing that there were no red veins in his eyes, Genevieve breathed a sigh of relief.

The little one's eyes were just itchy. Genevieve guessed that it was due to excessive use of the computer, causing dry eyes. She told him to limit his daily computer time from now on, or else she would confiscate his computer.

Lucian obediently let out a sound.

Genevieve remembered that she had asked Rosa to buy half a chicken in the morning. She planned to make chicken soup for the children to enjoy in the evening.

She got up and went to the kitchen, taking out the half chicken from the refrigerator to prepare it.

When Armand entered the kitchen, Genevieve had already placed the fried chicken in a clay pot and was simmering it over medium heat on the stove. The faint aroma of chicken wafted through the kitchen.

Armand laughed and said, "It seems I'm in for another treat tonight."

"That's right." Although Genevieve still can't cook, she can manage to make soup, at least it's not hard to swallow.

After washing her hands, she took the towel Armand handed her and dried her hands.

Seeing that the kitchen was some distance away from the living room and the housekeeper was not around, she couldn't help but ask Armand, "Does that child also have purple eyes?"

Armand gave a hum of agreement.

Upon hearing this, Genevieve's furrowed brow relaxed. "My mother and Silas shouldn't have any issues; it's Zephyr who's twisting the truth. My eye color is perfectly normal, and so is Luc's and the others."

If she is Silas's daughter, why didn't she inherit his purple eyes?

Ever since witnessing the beautiful love between her parents while growing up, Genevieve has always been unwilling to believe that her mother could have anything to do with Silas.

Do not believe that the mother is the third party in someone else's relationship.

Armand wanted to tell Genevieve that genetics are based on probabilities. He had researched it before, and all the evidence pointed to the fact that Genevieve was indeed Silas's daughter. However, he also knew what mattered most to Genevieve.

Armand pulled Genevieve into his embrace and kissed the top of her head, "Mmm, I feel the same way."

Chapter 1370 No Money

The two were chatting in the kitchen when they heard Rosa's voice from outside, "Mrs. Faulkner, there's a Ms. Benson here to see you."

Genevieve looked puzzled for a few seconds before following Armand out of the kitchen. She saw Charlotte in the living room, distributing the toys she had brought to the two little ones.

There were also two men in uniforms who carried several wooden crates into the living room.

Lucian's eyes lit up when he saw the symbol on the wooden crate. He hopped over to it on one foot and exclaimed, "Is this an Optimus Prime inside? Wow, it's even the limited edition TES-03 two-meter-long Optimus Prime!"

"Do you like it?" Charlotte asked with a beaming smile.

After breaking his leg, Lucian had been listless and moping around. But now, he was so excited that he almost jumped up, nodding non-stop, "I love it! Thank you, Madam Benson."

Charlotte tapped on the wooden box and corrected, "I'm not married yet."

"Thank you, Ms. Benson!" Lucian immediately corrected himself.

Genevieve walked into the living room.

She joked, "I didn't let you call and bother me, but you really went the extra mile by coming straight to my house. Did you purposely choose mealtime to come over and mooch some food?"

"Considering the generous gifts I've brought for the child, you should at least treat me to dinner, right?"

Charlotte pointed to the box containing the model and said, "I spent so much effort this afternoon calling an ex-boyfriend to get this model from him. It was exhausting."

"No wonder you didn't have time to bother me this afternoon," Genevieve said as she sat down on the couch.

In no time, Armand brought two cups of rose tea to the living room and handed one to Charlotte.

Charlotte was simply astonished, "Mr. Faulkner made it himself?"

"Housekeeper made it, and I'm responsible for bringing it over."

Charlotte pouted and held her cup, saying, "That's true, only Mrs. Faulkner could make you do everything personally."

"What are you here for?" Genevieve asked her, "Can't you discuss it at the office tomorrow?"

Charlotte took a sip of her steaming rose tea and said, "Who knows if you'll skip work tomorrow to go on a date with your husband. Time is tight, so I had no choice but to come find you."

One day, while chatting with Sienna at the office, Charlotte found out that Yvonne's dress for the charity dinner would be made by a famous gown master.

She wanted to ask the gown master to make another men's long robe.

Charlotte used to indulge in luxury without restraint, being a VVIP customer for various high-end brands. Coupled with her connections in the circle, it wouldn't be difficult for her to borrow haute couture from the brands.

However, if she needs to borrow, Camilla will naturally find ways to do so.

Camilla might also inquire about which brand's gown she should borrow, trying to get her hands on the most eye-catching one in the collection. Moreover, on the night of the charity dinner, celebrities will surely compete to outshine each other, wearing haute couture borrowed from various major brands.

So in this situation, Charlotte wanted to take a different approach. By having a gown made by the renowned gown master, it naturally attracted more attention.

It was then that Genevieve learned why Charlotte was so eager to find her, as well as the bet between her and Camilla.

Genevieve said, "Leila only has one slot for making a gown each year. I had to put in a lot of effort to get her to make a gown for Yvonne. I'll give you her contact information, and you can go talk to her yourself."

"All right," Charlotte thought, the gown master was probably just after fame and fortune, and at most, he would charge her extra for making the dress.

Then she heard Genevieve say, "Just a reminder, she's not short on money."

Charlotte was taken aback, "Not even eight-digit numbers?"

"Last time I went to the tailor shop to see her, the diamond jade bracelet she was wearing was almost worth eight figures," Genevieve laughed, thinking Charlotte was too naive, and took the opportunity to tell her about the deal with Xenia.

After hearing it, Charlotte was quite unsettled.

Even Genevieve had to seek help from others and use her connections to help her wrongfully imprisoned lover clear his name, while she herself had nothing but money...

Soon, Charlotte remembered that she didn't even have any money, and the funds in her account still belonged to Jessica.