Chapter 83 In What Position Are You Speaking

After regaining her freedom, Genevieve leaned against the wall and took a few breaths. She felt like someone had hammered her head as a black fuzz started edging into the edge of her consciousness.

She recalled that she also smelled the scent Patrick was talking about just now.

Genevieve pulled up the coat that had slipped to her elbow and brought it up to her shoulders.

She looked up and was about to say something but swallowed up her words when she saw the sullen expression worn by the man standing in front of her. The man was wearing a dark gray suit, his eyes glinting with a cold gleam under his glasses.

Why is Cooper here?

Soon, Genevieve smelled the blood. She lowered her head to find Patrick lying unconscious on the ground. Her face changed in an instant.

Cooper must have struck hard to immobilize Patrick.

Flustered, Genevieve forgot that her phone had been snatched by Patrick when she called Cooper just now. She rummaged in the pocket trying to find her phone but to no avail. Instead, she inadvertently felt a small hard object in her pocket.

Just as she was about to dig the object out of her pocket, Cooper, who had been standing still, suddenly took a step toward her and grabbed her wrist.

Genevieve was caught off guard. She was jostled toward the guest room across the corridor in which the door was left ajar.

door

a black cap slowly walked out from the corner of the corridor. He looked like he

then turned to Patrick who was on the ground. He took out his mobile

“The plan has failed.”

listened quietly to the person on the other

and disappeared into the corner of

against the wall, leaned over, and stared at

the car at the Civil Hall, he had been feeling suspicious and had sent his

he bumped into the gossip from a worker of Central Group that Genevieve had gotten married again. He speculated that she was

turned out that Genevieve was more

and she still hadn’t gotten over the shock yet. Before she could recompose herself, Cooper dragged her into the room and pressed

hard that her wrists were

faint inexplicable scent again. Her

tip of her tongue to clear up the fog in her mind. “It’s none of your

face suddenly darkened as a huge wave of anger overflowed in his

His voice was icy cold.

Instead, she raised her head

just now, but Genevieve still looked as beautiful as ever. However, those iridescent eyes were now filled with coldness when

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