Rosa wouldn't do such a thing.

Surmising the identity of the person outside the door, Genevieve adjusted her expression in front of the mirror before going over to open the bathroom door.

“Is something the matter, my dear brother-in-law?”

A gleam of chilliness flashed across Jack's eyes. He didn't say anything, merely stalking toward her while exuding a frosty aura that rendered one close to suffocating.

Genevieve's heart jolted, and she forcefully suppressed her desire to back away.

She knew how smart he was, and the slightest flaw on her part would render her efforts in the past few days in vain.

If that happened, all her subsequent plans would fail.

She stood there without budging an inch. When the man had reached her, she lifted her hands and allowed them to rove over his shirt. Her ruby-red lips curved into a smirk. “Are you here to take a bath with me?”

Her fingers wandered to his unfastened button to brush over his sharp collarbones.

“Here, I'll help you.”

Before her hands could make any contact with his skin, Jack abruptly grabbed hold of them. He put distance between them both and gripped her wrists hard.

The pain had Genevieve letting out a hiss.

Throwing her a cold look, Jack forcibly dragged her to the living room and flung her at the couch before handing her a few pills and a glass of water.

Genevieve eyed the pills in his palm. The corners of her lips turned up, and she drawled, “Aren't you too naïve, my dear brother-in-law? Hadn't I said that hypnosis and medication won't work on me unless you kill me?”

His eyes narrowing a fraction, Jack enunciated icily, “Do you want me to personally 'feed' you?”

Fear swamped Genevieve as she caught the murderous intent in his voice. She obediently took the pills from him and swallowed them, even opening her mouth for him to check.

Sweeping his gaze over her face, Jack shot his hand out and grasped her chin. Once again, he warned, “If you were to be alone with any man with her body, I'd have the bodyguards following you break your legs, then have you witness that man's end with your own eyes.”

After saying that, he whirled around and went back to his room.

Genevieve furtively breathed a sigh of relief. Upon returning to her room, she locked the bathroom door and stuck her finger into her throat, throwing up everything in her stomach.

Although she was feigning dissociative personality disorder, the medicine might be harmful, so it was better to retch it up.

Fortunately, it was in the form of pills, so they hadn't melted completely after she swallowed them.

When Genevieve had finished tossing her cookies, she turned on the tap and cupped some water to rinse her mouth. I've got to find that person as soon as possible. Otherwise, it'll be troublesome if the hypnotist Jack sought out arrives!

After obtaining the phone from the lost and found counter at the hospital that night and listening to the recording within, she had secretly sought the help of a private investigator.
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