Charlotte put on a pair of gloves and peeled the shrimps skillfully. She said to Genevieve, “Are you free in the afternoon, Genevieve? How about accompanying me shopping? I'm quite bored since it's pretty boring to shop alone.”

“Where are your friends?”

At that, Charlotte curled her lips. “They either ask me out to drink or play cards. It's all so boring.”

Accidentally eating a strand of her hair beside her mouth, she uttered to Hector, “Mr. Handsome, please take out my hairband from my bag and tie my hair up as my hands are dirty. Thank you.”

It so happened that her bag was in the middle of the couch on which they both sat.

Thus, Hector had no choice but to open the Bulgari bag and rummaged for the hairband.

Charlotte leaned close to him and turned to him so as to make it more convenient for him to tie her hair.

Genevieve's ruby lips curved into a smirk. She glanced at Johanna beside her, but the latter was grilling leisurely without paying the slightest mind to whatever the two people opposite her were doing.

“Are you not jealous?” Genevieve queried in a low voice.

“I knew what you wanted to do when you asked Hector to eat with us. So, why should I be jealous?” Furthermore, I don't have any romantic feelings for him.

As Johanna inadvertently lifted her head, she seemingly caught sight of something, for her eyes narrowed into slits.

Puzzled, Genevieve followed her gaze, only to see the server leading a man and woman their way right ahead.

Coincidentally, the couple was seated at the table in front of them.

Genevieve just had a “friendly” chat with Sally at the coffee shop at a little over ten o'clock, but she unexpectedly bumped into her again when she went out to have barbeque at noon.

Sally acted as though she didn't see Genevieve, parking herself on the couch.

“Who is she?” Johanna asked Genevieve, perplexed.

Genevieve didn't tell her about Armand having disappeared for a few months and suddenly becoming Robert's godson, so she had no idea about it.

Lowering her eyes, Genevieve replied mildly while eating a slice of beef. “General Loake's daughter.”

Upon learning about Gerald's rank from her, Johanna sucked in a breath and cast her gaze at Genevieve. “So... Armand just changed his wifes after getting rich?”

“That's probably it.”

Johanna initially thought that Timothy was more than repugnant, but she then discovered that the latter was only a bit of a scumbag compared to Armand.

Seeing red, she slammed the fork in her hand on the table and made to shoot to her feet.

Charlotte and Hector, who were chatting opposite her, were both shocked and swung their eyes at her.
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