Chapter 50

Anthony’s face darkened. The look in his eyes was pensive and gloomy. His hand, holding the apple, froze.

His eyebrows were furrowed, revealing a hint of reluctance.

Genevieve stared at the two people before her and chuckled. “Can you two do me a favor and discuss this matter outside? The sight of you two is dampening my enthusiasm.”

Anthony gave her a significant look, pursed his thin lips, and stood up.

He reached out to tuck Genevieve in and tried to brush her hair, but she turned her face sideways to dodge him.

She was slightly repulsed by his approach.

The corner of his mouth stiffened, and he stood up as if nothing had happened. His voice was calm as he spoke. “Wait a minute. I’ll be right back.”

Although Samson was not Austin’s son, Anthony couldn’t abandon Samson. After all, the latter’s existence might have value in finding the real Samson.

Looking at the bloodstained dagger in a transparent bag on the table, Rosalie’s eyes flashed and finally revealed a trace of

nervousness.

Her mother’s hysterical voice reverberated in her mind. “Destroy the dagger. That’s evidence. If I get caught, you can’t escape!”

Rosalie thought, ‘I can’t get caught!‘

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As soon as Anthony left, Genevieve got out of bed. She merely planned to take a break and didn’t plan to stay in the

hospital.

Lydia went over to support her, carefully avoiding her arms.

Rosalie remained rooted in her spot instead of leaving. She looked at Genevieve expressionlessly. “I heard you encountered danger, Ms. Lawrence. It’s such a pity you only suffered a superficial wound.”

As soon as she finished speaking, Lydia looked at her and said impolitely, “Do you even know how to engage in a conversation with others? If you don’t, just keep your mouth shut and pretend you’re a mute. You were just pretending like an innocent woman moments ago, so why are you keeping up that pretentious demeanor now?”

Lydia, a newly graduated intern who hadn’t gained sufficient worldly experience, spoke straightforwardly, yet Genevieve was relieved after listening to the former’s speech.

Genevieve arched her eyebrows and sneered but didn’t get angry.

Genevieve knew very well that Rosalie desperately wished she was dead. Eyes filled with a cold look, Genevieve gazed at Rosalie with a half–smile and said, “Rosalie, I hope you can keep up your current demeanor for the rest of your life!”

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for mercy in the future

saying that, Genevieve left

call was from Jeffrey, who learned from Jasper that she had been injured and was so worried that he had to call and ask about her condition.

the balcony

after, Rosalie also

came back quickly.

had completed the discharge procedures, and Genevieve was

out when

“Are you leaving now? I’ll take you home.”

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but the coolness of her manner made him

at the hospital, and it would also

enough people helping me. I wouldn’t dare to trouble you, Mr. Hoffman. I have called the police. The police will be here soon. I

accident!”

was already

into the ward to take the dagger away for

his facial expression was pale and grim. The dagger in his hand had

suppress his emotions, Anthony croaked, “Who touched the dagger? The

three people outside the elevator were

room the whole time have been

evidence is gone

room for a while before she left: She must

Anthony was slightly shocked, not

her spot, returning to her senses. She thought, ‘Judging by his reaction, he

suspecting my subordinates.

the three of us, we wouldn’t have chased after the

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with a complicated look

bulged, and then he turned and

lingering fear in her chest when she heard

She was startled.

of nervousness laced her delighted facial

on the table and said

I done?” Rosalie quickly calmed down and stood there with an innocent

was frosty as he spoke. “You used alcohol to wipe away

her lips twitched as she said as calmly as possible, “I admit it. I did it. The nurse told me that it would be cleaner to sterilize with alcohol. This knife is so dirty,

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