Chapter 12

 A hint of displeasure erupted within Armand’s heart.He picked up the bowl of oatmeal that he had brought in earlier and drank a mouthful of it.Then, he leaned over to the woman and locked his lips on hers.

Forcing open her mouth with his, he fed her the oatmeal through her teeth and down her throat.Perhaps Genevieve was too famished that she instinctively swallowed the oatmeal even in her slumber.

Just like that, she was fed one mouth after another.In a matter of minutes, her stomach was filled with that bowl of oatmeal.

Armand’s bunched-up brows also relaxed on that note.

cheek.

"Mom…" muttered Genevieve.

It was as if she had found someone to rely on.Her warm tears soon wetted the man’s hand.

"I missed you so much… Bring me along with you…"

Hanging his head low, Armand watched the woman quietly with an impassive gaze.

"Genevieve, only you can save yourself."

He forcefully retracted his hand and left the room.

In Genevieve’s dream, she saw her long-gone parents.

They came back to her just to reproach her for falling head over heels for Cooper and letting him swindle her out of their company.

Their interrogation overwhelmed and hurt her so much that she could not even breathe.

Sobbing miserably, she pleaded with them to take her with them.

While she was in a daze, she heard someone telling her in her ear that only she could save herself.Her eyelids snapped open out of the blue, and all she could see was the white ceiling.

Winifred could have been fine.

It was Erica who had gone to the hospital and told Winifred that her only granddaughter was a murderer.

got agitated

to reclaim Specter Corporation

They must pay with their blood!

from the chair, she changed her

she went downstairs, she saw a man sitting

vest and shirt, appearing to have just gotten off

was enjoying his dinner while listening to Steven’s

"Ms.Rachford."

and flashed a faint

"Are you feeling better?"

Genevieve nodded.

have

"A week."

"That long?"

Genevieve was taken aback.

she was baffled, for she was not starving at all despite the long, deep

a set of cutlery before placing them right in

a peek at the man sitting opposite her.She wanted to get something out of her mind, but

up from his seat and

and spoon.She

was undoing his vest and

up all her courage and

me help you with

man was

to lift her hands all the way just to land her hands on the button of his

lowered his gaze

were only a

chilling vibe emanating from the

shivering involuntarily, and she could not even

nonchalant visage, Armand shoved her

"What are you doing?"

"I…"

Genevieve pursed her lips.

someone to get me out

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