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The receptionist’s expression transformed into one of shock, struggling to contain her eye roll but evidently at a loss for words.

Genevieve, with an air of composure, raised her eyebrows, glanced cursorily at Lauraine, and exhaled a soft nigh. “Lauraine, If your heart yearns for him, follow it. There’s no one here to hinder you.”

Genevieve’s Implication was clear – Lauraine’s efforts to stir trouble were futile here, especially since it wasn’t Genevieve who was chasing after

Louls.

There were bodyguards outside the elevator, so Lauraine couldn’t get

Frustrated, Lauraine stamped her feet in dismay, helplessly watching Genevieve disappear into the elevator.

Feeling distraught, Lauraine dialed Anthony, her voice breaking into sobs. “Tony, is there something between Louls and Gen? What should I do now? Can you ensure Gen stays away from him?”

Anthony, always doting on his frail sister, was taken aback when he discovered her fondness for Louls.

He mused. “But perhaps, if Louis were with Lauraine, Genevieve might back off?

Anthony then consoled Lauraine with caution, “They’re just ordinary friends, Confronting Genevieve won’t help. Louis is the one showing interest In her. The issue lies with him.”

Lauraine declared, ‘I’ll confront him then!”

Before Anthony could respond, Lauraine abruptly ended the call.

Meanwhile, Genevieve handed Jasper Louis‘ business card, instructing him to personally deliver it to Hoffman Group.

While she couldn’t dictate the Hoffman family’s choices, she felt obligated to advise what was best for Frank and Margaret.

Anthony realized that Genevieve would remain neutral in their decision making.

As Jasper departed, Genevieve’s thoughts drifted to the conversation she heard in the coffee shop.

Puzzled, she felt overwhelmed by the complexity of the situation, unable to find a starting point.

‘A car accident… Genevieve pondered, sensing something amiss but unable to pinpoint it.

The following day, Selene’s call came through.

“Gen, Alden’s sugar baby is desperately trying to contact me, wanting a meeting. What do you reckon her motives are? Selene questioned.

in yoga, replied while stretching, “She’s either flaunting her influence or

L. If she’s so insecure, why not meet Alden

as a thought struck her. “Best keep your distance. She’s more

no fool. Who does she think she is? Why would I hastily agree to

women act these days.”

Irritation, Genevieve sensed her disdain for Aiden

Campbell family’s troubles. They’re

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was true that the Campbell family had been having a rough time lately.

hospital, Genevieve soon learned of their financial

intentions of defending her back then, knowing his closer bond with Aiden than with her.

“Could it be a deadlock

up and

arrival, the receptionist pointed to a woman in the lounge and informed, “Ms. Lawrence, that lady over there claims to be an acquaintance of yours. She’s been waiting

glanced over, she discovered the woman to

narrowed, her lips pursed. Without a second thought, she declared, “No, I don’t know

her.”

Lawrence, the

seemed linked to the secret Genevieve overheard at the café

days later, Genevieve fo

visiting Margaret, fortunate to catch her

permitted a brief visit but cautioned against disturbing or

felt a suffocating weight at the memory of the accident, where the perpetrator

Margaret… Genevieve

on Genevieve. She reached out

had exhausted all

before her expression relaxed and her

wave of discomfort, hung her head low, her shoulders giving a slight, involuntary tremble. Emotions welled up inside her, bringing her to the brink of

large hand on her shoulder, its touch light as a feather yet enveloping her in a familiar but

feet to face

in an impeccably tailored black shirt that highlighted his elegant demeanor. Backlit perfectly, he appeared almost ethereal, as if he were encased in a halo of light that shimmered around him like a dusting of fine diamonds,

her blurring into the memory of an elusive figure from a distant encounter three years prior

subtle redness lingered, the remnants of unshed tears, revealing a seldom–seen fragility and

in moments of strength or weakness, Genevieve’s beauty and

and intense gaze resting upon her as he spoke in a calm, low tone. “Don’t cry. I’ve made arrangements

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aback by his swift acceptance