Chapter 186 Tell Me A Fairy Tale

Genevieve was so busy after arriving at work that she even forgot Armand had told her he was going on a business trip to Baykeep when he went out.

It was not until she returned home that evening and waited but did not see him did she recall his words.

At night, she lay on the bed after her bath and suddenly felt that the bedroom was empty without him by her side. In fact, she even felt a little bored.

She sat the cat plushie up straight, took a picture of it, and then sent it to Armand.

About five minutes later, he replied: What’s the matter?

Genevieve: I wish I could be this cat. I’d be a plushie without a mind or feelings. This way, I won’t miss you.

Armand: I will return this Wednesday.

She sent him a sticker of an aggrieved expression with a text that read: But it’s only Monday now. Wednesday is too far away.

Following that, she wrote: Sir, tell me a fairy tale to sleep. Don’t add whatever you want into that story. Your Little Red Riding Hood story caused me to have nightmares for days.

his writing status remained

sent a very lengthy voice

it eagerly and heard

there was a king who had the prettiest daughter in the

she quietly listened to the man’s fairy tale with her lips quirked up in

I heard

the two computers on his desk

did not slack off since arriving in Uron, etching the thing Genevieve had asked him

he had been searching for Samantha’s relationship network, starting his investigation with those close to her. He hacked their computers, phones, and even the surveillance cameras

he found a folder on a computer of

that folder was

he knew to crack the encryption, so

his forehead and controlled the

document, and his pupils constricted

that moment, a blonde man

table and said in Ustranasion, “Is this pregnant woman your friend? Her blood type is too rare. If they aren’t careful, two lives might be

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