Chapter 85 Who Do You Think You Are

Cooper wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his finger and tried to stand up.

However, Armand had knocked him down so brutally that his organs ached. Cooper gritted his teeth tightly, taking a while to stand up.

His eyes darkened when he saw Genevieve in Armand’s arms, possessiveness filling his heart.

“Genevieve is nothing but a plaything to you, Mr. Faulkner. Playthings like these will come your way with a wave of your arm,” Cooper said.

“Let’s talk about business.” He raised his hand and unbuttoned the first button. “I only want her.”

“You think you’re good enough to talk about business with me?” Armand scoffed disdainfully.

Genevieve, who Armand had secured his hand around, suddenly squirmed and mumbled something incoherent as her head nuzzled into his suit.

He realized something was wrong with her. Ignoring Cooper, Armand lifted her into his arms and left the guest room.

Cooper’s face fell. He strode forward, reached out, and grabbed Genevieve’s hand.

turned around with Genevieve in his arms and landed

ground

a few men in police uniforms rushed to the guest

assault my wife. Send him to the police station and lock him up,” Armand ordered the

had happened

entered the

Patrick’s wounds in the luxury suite upstairs. Genevieve seemed to be under the effect of some kind of drug, so

her lips on his neck while putting both

Her breathing was rapid as she left kisses along

on his icy expression. At that moment,

neck to the right, intending to avoid

him and started to kiss him more passionately. There was a dissatisfied tone in her voice,

Adam’s apple, she planted a

a cramped space, and Armand could smell her fragrance more clearly, sending a wave of heat to his lower

Steven frowned as he guarded

the freezer’s small compartment on the right. It’s

heard the doorbell right

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