Chapter 422 The Seafood Allergies Raising the glass to shield her own curled-up lips, Genevieve desisted with her own nosiness. Soon after, the server brought up a plate ofcrab. From the looks of it, Genevieve adjudged that it must be rather delectable.

Yet, she demonstrated no intent to tuck into it. Incidentally, Jan noticed that.

He took it upon himself to say, “Would you like me to deshell it for you, Ms.

Rachford?”

“No, it’s fine.” Genevieve shook her head smilingly.

“That sort of stuff will only be enjoyable when it's done by one’s own beloved.” Eyeing the crab on the plate, Sylvie became tempted to provea point to Genevieve.

Armand and said, “I'd like to try the

but my nails are too

would also be very obliging toward her every whim. Word had it that Armand had once splurged eight hundred million for a diamond necklace the minute it caught Sylvie's eye at an auction. As such, how could he possibly refuse to help her with something trivial as the deshelling of a crab? “Sure.” Expectedly, Armand did not turn her down. The man was about to gather up a crab from the plate when he paused and gently said,

Astonished, Sylvie wanted to point out that she had no such allergies,but the sternness in Armand's eyes sent a chill down her spine, prompting her to bottle up whatever she intended to say.

Clasen…

all right?” Exhibiting great thoughtfulness toward Sylvie, Armand immediately summoned the server andasked him to purchase some medication

the first round of the auction brought on stage when the performances ended, after which the compere would proceed to introduce them. The bigwigs were mostly at that banquet to raise their own profile and were not really all that interested in the wares that had been made available for bidding. As soon as the auction began, everyone started

ultimately go to a charitable cause. Very quickly, the violin that Genevieve had performed with previouslyalso became available. Competition for that violin was fierce, but in the end, Jan, who shared the same table as Genevieve, won it at a price of twenty million. The masses turned toward that table in astonishment. That bigwig is wild! Doesn't he know that Genevieve is Armand's

“Thank you, Mr.

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