Chapter 146

Louis smiled as he looked at Genevieve’s stunned expression, softness creeping up to his sharp features.

“Do you like it?” he asked, referring to the show he had arranged.

After understanding him, Genevieve cocked her eyebrow and replied, “It’s okay!”

The sales assistants nearby paled at her response.

Louis, on the other hand, was unfazed by it.

Considering Genevieve’s background, she wouldn’t be surprised by such events; she was likely accustomed to them, and he had arranged something she was used to.

He smiled and suddenly reached out to hold her hand.

“Okay, I’ll take you somewhere that will surprise you,” he said confidently.

Genevieve was surprised by his gesture.

Louis‘ hand was warm and large. He held her hand without exerting pressure, yet it wasn’t loose.

The driver didn’t follow them.

The moment Genevieve got rid of the surveillance, her mood naturally improved.

They left the mall and took a leisure stroll toward the west.

In a place like Wildefield Street, the air was always filled with the scent of money.

The sky was gloomy, the breeze stirring through the bustling streets filled with cars.

Pedestrians appeared hurried, while some sat tiredly by the roadside.

They arrived at a nearby park.

There was a huge oval fountain in the middle.

Genevieve sat on a bench near it.

Louis released her hand and said, “Wait for me.”

He returned in less than a minute.

Then, he handed a bread to Genevieve.

Genevieve frowned and admitted honestly, “I’m not hungry.”

Louis pursed his lips, but unfortunately, he couldn’t hold back his laughter.

for you. Close your eyes,” he

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and closed her eyes hesitantly.

small pieces, gently lifting her palm and

moment, Genevieve

sensation in her palm and opened her

snow–white dove flap its wings and peck at the bread in

looked at the snow- white pigeon in surprise. Except for its clear dark eyes, its body was purely white without

dare to move, captivated by the

every time before

crowded surroundings, it chose

her feel

Louis with amazement in her eyes.

gentle, albeit tired, expression as he looked at the snow–white pigeon with

tension more than her time in the expensive, high–profile

pigeon finished the bread and left

patted her palm and turned to look at him.

chuckled and let go of

run out of bread. Plus, it has had enough,” he mentioned.

was speechless

that moment, a young cowboy approached with two denim bags on his back and said, “Hello, would you like to write a letter to be opened five years from

was trying to market his

was a common ploy in Clusia’s tourist spots.

suspected the man might be a

Louis was intrigued by the idea. After carefully inquiring about the logistics of mailing and the procedure, he requested two pieces of paper and pens, handing one

accepted them

don’t you write an email and set

her forehead with the pen before saying, “It’s more sincere to write it

proposal, wondering if it

sat down on another bench with

shook his head helplessly,

go

home soon.

a letter to be opened five years later, completely

the young cowboy. He took their addresses, requested payment, and left happily to find new

clicked her tongue as she

a liar, you’ll be buying products without after–sale

as

on their way home, they met with trouble.

men rushed out of a shop

Louis, the bodyguards

instant.

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