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 and kicked

to reclaim Specter Corporation and avenge her

Erica Hall! They must pay with their blood! Her

her dress from the chair, she changed her clothes and

downstairs, she saw a man sitting

and shirt, appearing to

he was enjoying his dinner while listening to

"Ms.Rachford."

noticed Genevieve and flashed a

"Are you feeling better?"

Genevieve nodded.

have

"A week."

"That long?"

Genevieve was taken aback.

she was not

housekeeper headed into the kitchen to fetch a plate and a set of cutlery before placing them

to get something out of her mind, but seeing

up from his seat and went

her fork and spoon.She trailed behind

was undoing his vest and making his way toward

up all her courage

help you

was

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

not budge.He merely lowered his

were only a few

could sense the chilling vibe emanating

and she could not even undo the button of his

a nonchalant visage, Armand shoved

"What are you doing?"

"I…"

Genevieve pursed her lips.

someone to get me out of the police

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