Ch. 801..810

Chapter 801

Harry lifted his right hand, and it was as if he could still feel the warmth in his palm. He then clenched his fist to try to keep the warmth there.

After that, he whipped out his phone from under his pillow and made a call.

The next morning, right after Genevieve ordered takeout, Amanda called and grumbled, "Mommy, didn't you say you were going to have a picnic with Lucian and me? You can't go back on your word like Daddy."

"Uncle Cooper will bring you guys, okay?" Genevieve comforted Amanda. "I need to take care of a patient."

"Will you abandon Lucian and me and run away?"

Genevieve was amused. "No. Once the patient feels better and doesn't need me, I'll come back and make it up to you guys, okay?'

"All right, then."

After the call ended, the food arrived. Genevieve brought the food to the hospital to visit Harry. When she arrived, he was already awake, and he looked better than the night before.

"Hi, Genevieve," Harry greeted. His hair beside his temples was curled up, and he looked rather cute.

Genevieve raised the hospital bed, took out the broth she ordered for him, and blew on it before feeding it to him. "Harry, do you remember how you rode the motorcycle?" she asked tentatively.

"I do." Harry swallowed the food in his mouth and continued, "That day, I was riding the motorcycle along Riverdale Street. There, I saw a luxurious car driving fast, and it suddenly ramped into the guardrail and crashed. I quickly called the emergency hotline. I wanted to go over to see if the driver was okay, but I didn't know there was oil on the road. My motorcycle skidded, and I fell."

Harry's story was the same as what the police said. The authorities said that they did receive a call. So it was Harry who called them.

"After you fell, did you see the person inside the Maybach?" Genevieve asked anxiously.

Harry gave it some thought before shaking his head. "After I fell, I was in a lot of pain. The back of my head was throbbing with pain. I saw a bit of the car before passing out."

He then lowered his head and said in a remorseful tone, "I was so careless. If I had noticed the oil on the road, I wouldn't have fallen down. I should've waited until the police arrive before checking on the person."

Other people might not even have cared about what they saw on the road. Not only did Harry call the police right after the accident, but he also tried to help the driver. If not for Harry's call, the police might only know about the accident after a long time.

Seeing how he was blaming himself, Genevieve comforted him, "It's all right. You've already done very well."

Seeing the expression on Genevieve's face, Harry asked cautiously, "Genevieve, why did you ask me that? Do you know the person driving the Maybach?" Although Charice wasn't a good mother, that's all in the past. There's no need to drag Harry into it, so I'm not going to tell him about his mother's identity.

Pursing her lips, Genevieve uttered in a sad tone, "Yes. He's my man. He's the father of both my children."

Harry looked surprised. "Have the police not found him yet?"

"Not yet. They found his car, and that's it." Genevieve thought Harry would see something after he had fallen off the slope. He should've seen Armand, but he didn't...

At that point, Genevieve was getting more and more anxious because they still couldn't fmd Armand.

Before leaving the hospital, Genevieve employed a nurse to look after Harry. However, less than three hours later, she received a call from the nurse saying that Harry was refusing to eat, and his condition was worsening.

Genevieve got the nurse to pass the phone to Harry. Letting out a sigh, she said to him, "Harry, how are you going to get better if you don't eat?"

"Genevieve, you told me you would be here to keep me company for a few days, no? In the end, you left in the morning. Is it because... I'm no longer useful to you?" Harry grumbled.

Chapter 802

"No. I have other things to attend to as well. My kids need me," Genevieve answered.

Harry didn't respond.

Amanda was eating next to Genevieve when the latter hung up the phone. Blinking her eyes curiously, Amanda asked, "Who was on the phone with you, Mommy?"

"That was the patient I was taking care of." Genevieve patted Amanda's head.

Seeing the doughnut in Amanda's hand, Asel crawled toward her. She was babbling and cooing as if she wanted the doughnut. At the same time, she was holding a toy in her hand.

"No." Amanda shook her head and uttered sternly, "You can't eat doughnuts, okay? You can only drink milk."

Amused, Genevieve held Asel up and played with her.

"Genev, let's go out for a meal today." Johanna rubbed her sore shoulders and entered the living room. "I've been so busy recently that I haven't even been out."

"I have some pocket money. I'll treat you to a seafood meal, okay, Aunt Jojo? Let's get you fed," Amanda chimed in.

Carrying Amanda, Johanna kissed her. "Thank you, Sweetie!"

"Let the housekeeper accompany you guys, okay?" Genevieve passed Asel to Johanna and added in a helpless tone, "I need to go to the hospital."

"What for?" Johanna asked.

"To take care of that patient, of course." Amanda pouted. "Mommy treats that patient better than she treats us. Don't you think so, Aunt Jojo?"

At that, Johanna's curiosity was piqued. "Who's in the hospital? Is it Jack?"

With the kids present, Genevieve couldn't reveal much to Johanna. "Let's go. I'll send you guys to the restaurant before going to the hospital."

Putting a jacket over Asel, Johanna saw the toy she was carrying. What a lousy toy! It seems as if it's made by a newbie.

Asel, on the other hand, was very happy with the toy. While smiling brightly, she was showing off the toy to Johanna.

Noticing Johanna looking at the toy, Genevieve asked, "I gave her that. What do you think about it?"

"It looks shabby!" Johanna put Asel into a baby stroller and uttered, "Since Asel is going to be your future daughter-in-law, you should give her something made of pure gold!" "Fine, fine. I'll give her that next time!"

After sending Johanna and the kids to the restaurant, Genevieve drove to the hospital. When she parked the car in the parking lot, she bumped into Yuvan and Renee. Yuvan stared at Genevieve for a while before asking, "Genevieve, is that you?”

"Yes. It's me." Genevieve almost let out a chuckle. I didn't know I was such a good actor! Yuvan really thinks I have a dissociative identity disorder, doesn't he?

Yuvan got Renee to wait for him in the car before walking toward Genevieve.

"D-Do you still remember visiting my sister's place?" Yuvan asked. "If you can't remember, it's okay. I recorded the conversation."

Genevieve answered helplessly, "I do remember, but I'm busy now."

"It's okay. Make some time for me in July, okay?" Yuvan was rather tolerant. After all, Genevieve had helped him.

Walking toward the vending machine, Yuvan bought a bottle of water for Genevieve and said, "I need to thank you."

That day, he was infuriated when he received the photos from Genevieve. Since he didn't dare to let Herbert know about it, he went to fmd Zayne on his own. He warned Zayne to stay away from Sylvie, and he had also cut Sylvie's resources.

However, he didn't know how stubborn Zayne was. Although the latter had just gotten beaten up, he went to look for Sylvie immediately after she called him.

Yuvan knew exactly what Sylvie was like, so he didn't want her to ruin his cousin. He had even planned to get Cyrus to send Zayne to a military school. Before he could do that, though, he was told that Sylvie had died. I'm pretty sure Genevieve has something to do with Sylvie's death.

Chapter 803

Genevieve knew why he needed to thank her. With a smile, she stated, "If I need help in the future, I'll look for you."

"Sure!" Yu van smiled.

After they were done chatting, Yuvan walked back to the parking lot and glanced at Genevieve again. "Will you be able to control your sister? Will she ever come out again?" "What's wrong? Are you so eager to see her?" Genevieve raised her brows. "Should I tell her that?"

"Don't." The thought of Nathalia actually gave him goosebumps. "I shall make a move."

With that, Yuvan turned around and left.

When Yuvan got back into the car, Renee couldn't help but say, "Yuvan, I actually thought I saw Aunt Juliana when I saw Ms. Rachford."

In a helpless tone, Yuvan answered, "Renee, Aunt Juliana went missing when she was five. Grandpa doesn't even know what she looks like now."

"I have photos of her when she was little, though," Renee replied. "When you were standing next to Ms. Rachford, didn't you notice that her brows look like Aunt Juliana's?" With that, Renee suggested, "When you go back later, get a strand of Grandpa's hair. Let's do a DNA test."

Upon hearing that, Yuvan stopped the car and turned toward Renee. "I wonder who leaked Sylvie's identity. Quite a few people from the military and government sectors were told about it, and they've been making fun of Grandpa. Some of them wanted to ridicule Grandpa, so they told him they know about Aunt Juliana's daughter and told him to do a DNA test. When Grandpa was young, he was injured during battle, and Grandma passed away rather early. After that, his only daughter went missing when she was still so little. I bet he was incredibly saddened by all these matters. I've already gotten people to look into it. Genevieve's mother was Mdm. Quinn, and they have her record at the hospital. The information can't be wrong."

Renee frowned, and she seemed to have something to say, yet was hesitant to speak. I only want to locate Aunt Juliana because I know how much Grandpa misses her. Besides, I think my intuition is spot-on. "When I went home a few days ago, I noticed that Grandpa isn't doing very well. He was even coughing out blood." Yuvan sighed and added, "Renee, let's just assume Aunt Juliana is dead, okay? We should just stop investigating so that Grandpa can have peace in his twilight years."

Initially, Yuvan wanted to ask Sylvie about it. However, he changed his mind when he saw how bad Herbert's condition was and the information he got from the private investigator. Even if Genevieve does look like Aunt Juliana, it would be a huge blow to Grandpa if we get it wrong.

"Okay. I'll drop it," Renee answered.

After parting ways with Yuvan, Genevieve went to buy a tub of ice cream before going to the inpatient department.

Genevieve waited in front of the VIP elevator for a while. When the elevator doors opened, she wanted to step into the elevator. Right then, two burly men with buzz cuts went up to her and stopped her from entering.

The men had sharp gazes, and they smelled of blood.

One of the men said to Genevieve coldly, "I'm sorry, but we need the elevator urgently. Please wait for another three minutes."

Genevieve frowned as she could sense that someone had walked past her and gone into the elevator.

Hearing the clicking sounds of a pair of high heels, she instinctively looked into the elevator and saw the other burly man bringing the woman into the elevator.

After entering the elevator, the young woman turned around to face outward.

The doors closed fairly quickly, though, so Genevieve didn't get a good look at that young woman. She only saw how pretty the young woman was and that the woman had reddened eyes as if she had been crying.

Looking at the man who stopped her, Genevieve could tell that they weren't some ordinary bodyguards. Hence, she chose to just stand still and wait for the elevator.

Chapter 805

Harry answered obediently, "No. Truthfully, apart from Evan, no one knows who my dad is. Hans and others saw me when my mom picked me up from school, so..."

It wasn't until now that Genevieve realized why no one looked for Harry when something happened to him this time.

He dared come to Jadeborough to visit his friends because only a few know him.

After finishing three scoops of ice cream, Harry licked his lips and eagerly gazed at the ice cream box. "Genevieve, can I have two more scoops?"

"No," Genevieve declined his request coldly and put the ice cream box back into the fridge.

Harry felt a little aggrieved but continued to chat with Genevieve, "Genevieve, did you head to the thirteenth floor when you arrived?"

"No. The thirteenth floor is blocked. I can't even press the floor after swiping my card." While wiping Harry's hand with a warm towel, Genevieve continued, "I heard a prominent figure stays there."

Without hesitation, Harry replied, "It's Mr. Zane."

Genevieve asked in shock, "You know him?"

Nodding, Harry explained, "Yes, my dad knows Mr. Zane. He even attended my eighteenth birthday party. When I was transferred to the twelfth floor, I bumped into Mr. Zane's subordinate and overheard their conversation. They said Mr. Zane's right arm was injured, and thus he had to undergo surgery. Since the surgery was risky, the doctors in the military hospital were not confident about it. Hence, they transferred him to General Hospital."

Recalling the bodyguards at the elevator door and the staircase, Genevieve couldn't help but ask, "What is his position?"

"I think he's a military commander."

No wonder the doctors in the military hospital dare not carry out the surgery, and no wonder the security is tight in this hospital. It will be chaotic if something untoward happens to a prominent figure like him. Nonetheless, Genevieve wasn't bothered because she had nothing to do with it.

Genevieve stayed in the hospital to take care of Harry. She would occasionally ask Cooper to have lunch and ask him if he had found Armand.

Unfortunately, Cooper's answers disappointed her every time.

Can't Mando talk to me if he's facing a problem? Why must he disappear without a trace?

Since Steven was Armand's trusted subordinate and used to fake Armand's death, Genevieve believed Steven had at least some information about Armand's whereabouts.

However, Steven refused to say anything, no matter how hard she tried to question him.

"You said Mando was in the car when it fell off the slope. How is it possible that you could find the car but not him?" The next moment, something terrible flashed through Genevieve's mind. "Could it be some wild wolves had devoured Mando after he fell off the slope?"

Steven replied helplessly, "Mrs. Faulkner, how can wolves show up in a large city like Jadeborough?"

"In that case, why couldn't you find him?" Genevieve rubbed her forehead impatiently.

After a while, she couldn't help but scold, "Armand, you b*stard! Why did I lose my mind and fall for him back then? I mean, he vanishes once a few months without leaving any messages... D*mn it! Lovers often meet each other at least during Valentine's Day, yet he never came to see me on this important day! What else did he offer to me except two sperms?"

Genevieve's eyes turned bloodshot when she scolded Armand. Steven's lips twitched, but he didn't say anything.

Since Genevieve frequently came to the hospital, Amanda and Lucian secretly followed her.

After several days, Amanda became close friends with Harry and liked to cling to him. "Harry, Lucian is no match for you! I mean, he is neither gentler nor more handsome than you. You're like a handsome angel sent by God to spread warmth to the world!"

Upon hearing it, Lucian snorted and left the ward.

When Genevieve happened to return with a bag of fruits, he asked, "Mommy, are you that close to him that you keep him company in the hospital for a month? Are you looking for a boyfriend because Daddy hasn't come home for too long?"

Chapter 806

Genevieve sneered, "Oh, so you still remember you have a dad. I've almost forgotten about him since I haven't seen him for too long!"

Instantly, Lucian looked at Genevieve in shock. "So you guys-"

Genevieve gently patted Lucian and interrupted, "Don't make any wild guesses. He's your daddy's friend. Since his family members aren't available, I have to take care of him in the hospital."

Seemingly unconvinced, Lucian frowned and replied, "Why do I get the feeling that Daddy won't have such a young friend, given his personality?"

Genevieve stopped dwelling on the topic and took him into the ward.

Since Harry was young and had a good physical condition, he recovered a lot after lying on the bed for over twenty days. Now, he could get out of bed and walk like normal. However, he was not allowed to ride a motorbike or join any racing competition for now.

On the day Harry was discharged, a young man called Jesse came to the hospital to pick him up.

After knowing that he was Harry's friend, Genevieve could put her mind at ease and go home with her two children.

When they were in the car, Amanda fervently waved her hand at Harry to say goodbye. After that, she sat back in her seat and asked, "Mommy, when will Daddy come home? Next Wednesday is Lucian and my birthday."

Recently, Genevieve was busy taking care of Harry and even had to squeeze in becoming a model at Yuvan's studio. Hence, she was shocked upon knowing that her children's birthday was around the corner. Moments later, she flashed Amanda a smile and responded, "No worries. Daddy will come home on your birthday."

I have no choice but to lie to them for now.

No matter how hard she tried to look for Armand, there wasn't any news about him. Soon, the children's birthday had arrived.

As Amanda was excited, she woke up early to choose the dress she wanted to wear at night.

Genevieve couldn't bear to see Amanda upset when Armand didn't show up later that night. Hence, she decided to discuss with Cooper to get Armand's impostor for a day.

Letting out a sigh, Genevieve was about to head to the kitchen to prepare breakfast when Harry called her.

"What is it?" Genevieve asked tiredly.

"Genevieve, I think I saw the person you mentioned," Harry informed over the phone.

His words jolted Genevieve. Anxious, she asked, "Where did you see him?"

Since it was hard to explain everything over the phone, Harry asked to meet Genevieve at a coffee shop. After they took their seats, he showed her a picture on his phone. "It's him, right?"

Tears began to well up in Genevieve's eyes once she saw the familiar figure in the picture. "Yes. Did you take the picture?"

"Someone sent it to me." Then, Harry pointed at the picture and added, "The man next to him is Mr. Zane's trusted subordinate. Judging from this picture, I think he has a close relationship with Mr. Zane." Genevieve froze for a few seconds before coming to her senses. "Do you have Mr. Zane's phone number? I want to talk to him."

She had no interest in knowing why Armand was with this Mr. Zane. Instead, she wished to question Armand why he abandoned her and the children for months when he was still alive.

"Even if I have his contact number, he doesn't have time to see you," Harry replied helplessly.

Genevieve quickly said, "Doesn't Mr. Zane know your dad? Also, you do know him personally, don't you? Please find a way to help me. I want to meet him."

After pondering it for a moment, Harry suggested, "Tonight is Sally's birthday party. I know her brother, Stefan. After all, we are both racing club members. Since the Loake and the Zane families are close, Mr. Zane will probably attend Sally's birthday. Let me ask Stefan for a favor. He should be able to bring us to the party."

Upon hearing that, Genevieve was delighted as she urged Harry, "Please contact Stefan as soon as possible. I'll prepare a gift for his sister right away."

"Genevieve..." Harry hesitated as he looked at her.

Genevieve said while gritting her teeth, "My hair is nearly turning gray just because I'm searching for that idiot. Harry, please help me this time. Consider it to repay me for looking after you at the hospital." "It's not that I don't want to help you," Harry replied. "I just think it's better if you don't attend the party..."

Chapter 807

At eight o'clock at night, Genevieve drove Harry to a seemingly simple but exquisite resort.

Considering Sally's birthday party's guests were friends and family, Harry was in his casual wear.

Harry looked particularly tall in his black hoodie and with his black and short hair. Besides, his pair of pure eyes made him seem soft and gentle.

After getting out of the car while holding the gift, Harry walked toward the Genevieve's side.

While Genevieve looked up at the hotel entrance, Harry gazed at her beautiful collarbones for several seconds. Then, he withdrew his gaze and stated, "Genevieve, I still think it's better for you not to go."

"I'm already here. I might as well go in and try a piece of the birthday cake at least," Genevieve replied calmly and walked toward the hotel.

The hotel's manager on duty had received Stefan's call earlier. As Genevieve and Harry came closer, he hastily approached them to welcome them and led them to the banquet hall on the left.

Even though the resort design looked plain, the scenery around the place was breathtakingly beautiful.

The hotel in the resort had three floors-rooms were on the second and third floors, while the banquet halls and some private rooms were on the first floor.

The manager led them to the smaller banquet hall with seven to eight tables.

The guests were mostly in their casual outfits. When Harry and Genevieve entered the hall, they were already seated at every table and chatting.

Sally's pictures, taken from when she was young until now, were displayed on the projector screen. On top of that, a red banner with the words "wishing my beloved daughter, Sally, a happy birthday" was put on the wall.

If there were no pictures of Sally and the banner, Genevieve would have thought it was just an ordinary gathering among friends.

On the way to the resort, Harry had told Genevieve that Sally was the daughter of a prominent family. As such, Genevieve was shocked upon realizing Sally's parents only held a simple birthday party for her. However, it could also be that Sally's father was worried someone would leak the photos if he held an extravagant birthday party for her.

"Hey, Harry!"

Once Genevieve and Harry entered the banquet hall, a young man came forward and punched Harry's shoulder as a way to greet him.

Seeing a familiar person, Harry breathed a sigh of relief. "I'm glad you're here. Otherwise, we'd have to stand here all day."

"This is my friend, Genevieve Rachford," Harry introduced.

Stefan looked confused almost instantly. "Oh, is that so? I haven't seen her before. Why didn't you introduce her to me earlier?" Harry's eyes dimmed for a second before he responded helplessly, "Well, I just happened to meet her, and she's Yuvan's model." "I see.” Stefan was a good friend of Evan, and he made friends with Yuvan over lunch.

After greeting Genevieve, Stefan brought Harry and Genevieve to the table near the right side of the stage to give Sally the gift.

Approaching a young lady, Stefan uttered, "Sally, these are my friends, Harry and Genevieve."

Sally looked up at them upon hearing that.

Her off-the-shoulder dress was simple but matched her gorgeous and fair-skinned face perfectly.

Moreover, her straight nose, delicate chin, and monolid eyes made her look cold yet gorgeous, almost to perfection.

The moment Genevieve saw Sally, she found the latter familiar.

Meeting her gaze, Genevieve recalled that a month ago, two bodyguards stopped her from using the elevator while the other bodyguard escorted a woman into it.

So that woman is Sally.

"Happy birthday, Ms. Loake." With that, Harry handed over the gift to Sally.

"Thank you." Sally accepted it with a smile.

As she still needed to greet those friends sitting at her table, Sally asked her brother to bring Genevieve and Harry to his table before turning away, not giving them her attention anymore.

Chapter 808

Having run into Stefan when she entered, then being brought to the table where his sister was, Genevieve had no time to speak with the other guests.

Her gaze swept the tables on both sides of the aisle as she walked behind Stefan, and she quickly noticed the large, familiar frame seated at a table on the left side of the stage. The table was packed with occupants-all men of uncommon status.

A middle-aged man, who had more white in his hair than black, sat on Armand's left. He was unsmiling to the point of appearing stern, and his lips moved while Armand listened with his head bowed.

Genevieve scrutinized him from head to toe.

Given that he can sit on the chair and raise his glass, nothing's wrong with him physically. By the looks of it, there should be nothing wrong with his brain, too. Since he seems alive and well, why did he disappear for such a long time?

Harry turned around and saw that Genevieve had stopped, though he did not know what she was looking at despite glancing around him. "What's wrong, Genevieve?"

"Nothing." She suppressed the anger within her and returned to her seat at Stefan's table.

During her meal, Genevieve glanced furtively toward the table on the left side of the stage and watched Armand's every move.

He doesn't seem to notice that I'm here.

Not long after, she watched as Sally, seated on the right side of the table, rise and walked toward Armand. She placed her arm on the back of his chair as she bent over to speak to him.

Despite Sally's haughty and cold demeanor toward everybody else, she did away with her frostiness when she arrived before Armand. Instead, she expressed herself vivaciously during her conversation with him.

An attendant wanted to refill Armand's glass, but Sally covered his glass with her hand and spoke sharply to the attendant, who then took the bottle of wine away.

Sally's long hair draped over his shoulder when she bent down to speak to Armand. She even wiped the wine stains from the corner of his lips with her thumb. Armand did not display any displeasure. Instead, he allowed her to do as she pleased.

Genevieve clutched her glass at that sight, imagining it to be Armand's throat.

Worried sick for months, she had been thinking of him constantly and even searched for him. How dare this b*stard behave this intimately with another woman? He might as well be kissing her in public! "I saw somebody familiar," Genevieve said to Stefan after rearranging her expression. "Could you bring me over, Mr. Loake?"

Stefan stood up. "Sure. Which table?"

With Stefan in the lead, Genevieve arrived at Armand's table with a glass of red wine. Sally's hand was still on the back of his chair as she spoke to him.

Armand seemed to have sensed something as he looked up, coincidentally meeting Genevieve's eyes.

She thought he would be shocked or frightened to see her there. To her surprise, though, he placidly looked away after a mere glance at her.

"It's been a long time, Mr. Faulkner." Genevieve walked up to both of them. "You still go by Faulkner, right?" she asked after a pause.

"Hmm." Armand pushed his chair away, standing up to clink his glass against hers.

Sally straightened herself as she could no longer lean on him, though her hand found its way to his arm. "Do you know Ms. Rachford, Armand?"

"I do. She's my ex-wife. We got divorced several years ago," Armand said to her gently.

Sally turned to regard Genevieve when she heard those words.

She did not notice Genevieve when the latter was presenting her gift earlier. Upon a closer look at Genevieve and discovering that they had divorced some years ago, in addition to Armand's unperturbed expression, Sally did not mind that much.

Genevieve, on the other hand, became livid at Armand's attitude and words.

Chapter 809

However, she knew that it was not the right occasion that day, as she would be the one embarrassed if she were to demand an explanation from Armand and rage at him.

Genevieve took a deep breath to suppress her overwhelming anger and smiled at Armand. "Yes, we got a divorce a few years ago. Since I've run into you today, Mr. Faulkner, I came to say hello as we were once married."

Glancing down, Genevieve saw Sally clutching the man's arm, but her smile did not falter. "You two look so intimate. Are you married?"

Armand gulped but said nothing.

Instead, Sally was the one to answer after a sideway glance at him. "No, but it would not be long until our wedding," she said breezily.

Would not be long before their wedding.

Genevieve almost fell over from a bout of dizziness. Biting the tip of her tongue hard, she used the pain to remain conscious and firm on her feet.

"Then let me congratulate you in advance, Ms. Loake." Genevieve raised her glass at Sally.

After she took a sip of wine, her gaze grew cold as she glanced at the snuggling couple before her once more. "Excuse me, Ms. Loake, for departing ahead of time. It's also my children's birthday today. Their father died after they were born, you see. I cannot miss this year, as I've always celebrated their birthday with them."

Sally was taken aback. "Wish the kids a happy birthday for me," she said a moment later.

"I'll be sure to convey the message." Genevieve smiled before turning around to retrieve her purse from her table.

Seeing that she was about to leave, Harry stood up and followed her.

Genevieve lost her composure once she exited the hotel. Even her eyes were red.

She then fished her phone out of her purse to call Cooper. "Has Armand been injected with Curb.emotion afterward, Coop?"

"He was jabbed during the antidote trial," Cooper answered. "There were two vials of Curb.emotion's new formula. One was used on him, and the other on Sylvie. All the information on the research had been burned."

The old professors who had synthesized the drug signed non-disclosure agreements. They would not dare expose information about the research even if they remembered anything. Genevieve hung up, feeling as though her heart had plummeted.

Since there is nothing wrong with Armand, why did he seem so calm when he saw me?

Genevieve flung her purse into the rain and walked down the stairs.

In a matter of seconds, she was soaked to the bone, as it was pouring outside the hotel. She stood quietly under the downpour like a statue.

When Harry caught up to her, he found Genevieve standing under the rain and hurriedly opened a large umbrella he found in the corner.

He then picked up the purse Genevieve had thrown to the ground and walked up to her to hold the umbrella over Genevieve's head, even if half of his body was exposed to the rain.

"I asked Stefan some questions when I was chatting with him," Harry said as he gazed tentatively at Genevieve's pale visage. "Upon becoming Mr. Zane's godson, Mr. Faulkner became the Deputy Minister of the Department of Public Information of Jadeborough within half a month. Mr. Zane was to help him up the ranks when Mr. Faulkner's resume looked better. On the other hand, Sally's father could help him ascend the ranks even faster."

"Is Robert Zane the one who sat beside him?" Genevieve asked Harry quietly as she gazed at the rain.

"Yes."

Genevieve had thought that Armand was merely on good terms with Robert. The news of him being Robert's godson surprised her.

"Isn't he your husband, Genevieve?" Harry probed curiously. "Why didn't he contact you after disappearing for such a long time and even becoming Mr. Zane's acquaintance instead?"

Genevieve pursed her lips and chuckled mirthlessly. "Didn't you hear him say I'm his ex-wife whom he divorced years ago?"

True enough, men are ungrateful brutes who forget everything once they pull up their pants!

Chapter 810

Recalling that she still had to celebrate the children's birthday, Genevieve could not afford to pine over Armand. Wiping her tears, she got into the car and dried herself with a towel before driving back into the city.

Upon arriving at Swallow Garden, Harry, too, wanted to celebrate the children's birthday. Genevieve agreed as she felt the more the merrier.

Crossing the threshold, she saw the living room had been decorated into a little fairytale paradise. Amanda was wearing a light blue dress and a party hat, and Steven was standing before her doing magic tricks.

Changing into slippers, Genevieve led Harry into the living room. "I'm sorry for returning late," she announced.

"Mommy!" Amanda ran into Genevieve's embrace.

"Happy birthday, Sweetie." Genevieve kissed her daughter tenderly and picked her up before glancing behind. "I brought Harry along."

"Happy birthday, Amanda." Harry handed her a gift.

Amanda tore the wrapper open eagerly and beamed at him upon seeing the crystal hair clip shaped like a butterfly nestled in the box. "Thank you, Harry, but I'm already wearing a hair clip. I'll wear yours another time!"

Her face alight with a joyful smile, Amanda continued, "Since everybody is here, let's cut the cake so I can make a birthday wish!"

Genevieve was confused as she watched her daughter run toward a six-tiered cake.

Since she awoke that morning, Amanda had been reminding her mother that she wished to see her father that night. When Genevieve went to the resort, the child even asked if she would be returning with her father.

Why is she not disappointed that her father did not show up but is somehow very happy instead?

After Cooper lit the candles on the cake, Amanda hurriedly closed her eyes and made a wish. Then, she beckoned her brother over.

"Come, Lucian. It's your turn to make a wish!"

Lucian closed his eyes half-heartedly. "I hope Amanda will be more obedient and adorable in the future and stop bullying her brother."

"What do you mean, Lucian? Am I not adorable now?"

Amanda stamped her feet and gazed up at Genevieve forlornly. "You see, Mommy? Lucian is telling lies about me. He is the one who has been bullying me! No, Lucian's wish doesn't—"

Before Amanda finished speaking, Lucian blew out all the candles in a single breath and nearly made his sister weep with consternation.

After they cut the cake, Cooper found the opportunity to pull Genevieve aside to the large windows for a chat. "You called me an hour ago, Genev. Why did you ask me something like that?"

"Armand isn't dead. He's with Mr. Zane." Genevieve told Cooper what happened that night when she was at the resort with Harry.

"Armand didn't flinch when he saw me. He even told Sally I'm his ex-wife he divorced years ago!" Genevieve became incensed at that recollection. "I called to ask because I thought he had been administered with Curb.emotion."

"No wonder we couldn't find him despite the long search." Cooper sighed.

There would be many bodyguards around a man of Robert's status. His movements would also be so secretive that nobody could find him if he did not wish to disclose his whereabouts.

"Still, how did he end up with somebody like that?" Cooper asked glumly.

"That's not all. He's already Mr. Zane's godson," Genevieve informed stiffly, scowling. "Also, he couldn't keep his hands off Mr.

Loake's daughter. Their wedding is only a matter of time!"

"What?" Cooper was shocked.

With Armand's connections, he would not fraternize with people like that, as he mingles easily with people from the military, government, and business worlds.

"How did he end up as Robert's godson after he disappeared for so long?"

"It's fine if he was keeping something from me and unwilling to discuss it, but he'd crossed a line," Genevieve choked as her eyes grew red. "His disappearance had caused me so much worry. Turns out he has a new woman."

Genevieve felt awful when the image of Sally caressing Armand and him allowing her to do as she pleased played in her mind's eye.