Chapter 30


    Chapter 30 Help Me


    The olddy, Harriet rke, stood aside as she looked at Genevieve with an approving smile on her


    face.


    She actually recognized Genevieve right away when thetter approached them.


    Frankie had brought along Genevieve’s information and recent updates on the girl when he came over


    to make his reports to Harriet the other day.


    Even though Harriet wished that Armand would get married as soon as possible, the Faulkner family


    was still a respectable family after all. Genevieve did note from a reputable family, nor did she


    have a good reputation. Hence, Harriet had good reasons to doubt Armand’s choice.


    She was about to ask Armand to bring Genevieve back home so that she could scare thetter off.


    However, Harriet did not expect to bump into Genevieve when she was picking out a suit for her


    grandson. Genevieve’s actions had made Harriet change her mind.


    It seemed that Armand had truly looked for a decent granddaughter-inw for her this time.


    Patrick came over, clutching Genevieve’s things, as thetter argued with the shop assistant.


    He recognized Harriet right away and nearly choked from the surprise. “Mrs—”


    Harriet shot a look at the man and shook her head, signaling him to keep the revtion to himself.


    Thus, Patrick could only swallow his words.


    Genevieve heard the man and assumed that he was addressing her instead. “Patrick, what’s the


    matter?”


    “Mrs. Faulkner, you’re so awesome!” Patrick said in an attempt to cover up his blunder. “How dare


    these shop assistants look down on other people! It’s time they learn their lesson!”


    Genevieve smiled and held Harriet’s arm. “Let’s go, madam. I think there are other stores selling suits


    on this floor. Let me show you around. We don’t have to stay here and be humiliated by the others.”


    “Will it cause you trouble?” the olddy asked with an amicable smile.


    Genevieve somehow felt that the olddy resembled her grandmother for a split second. She felt tears


    brimming in her eyes as she replied tenderly, “Of course not. I’m only out for window shopping today.”


    Harriet nodded and said, “Okay.”


    Patrick tailed behind Genevieve and Harriet as they headed out of the boutique. Then, he hurriedly


    sent a text to Armand.


    Meanwhile, at Central Group, Armand was having his first meeting with the top management of the


    group aftering back from overseas.


    Over forty people from the top management upied the spacious conference room. A senior


    executive was making his reports as Armand, who was presiding over the conference room, flipped


    through some documents. The air in the conference room was filled with tension.


    All of a sudden, the phone on the table vibrated.


    It was a text message from Patrick that read: Armand, something happened! I apanied Mrs.


    Faulkner to do some shopping, and we bumped into Old Mrs. Faulkner!


    Armand furrowed his brows after reading the text from Patrick.


    When he was getting the marriage certificate with Genevieve the other day, it was the call from the


    Faulkner residence iming that Harriet had fainted while having lunch that made him leave Genevieve


    and rush back home.


    Armand still vividly remembered the pale and sickly look on Harriet’s face as shey on the bed. It


    seemed as if she would be bedridden for months.


    The olddy even talked to him as if she was heaving herst breaths, “Armand, I’m afraid I cannot


    hold on much longer. I won’t be able to leave in peace if I don’t see you get married and have kids…”


    Hence, Armand was befuddled by the fact that Harriet was spotted shopping at the mall.


    When Armand thought of the negative news about Genevieve recently, his eyes darkened as he texted


    Patrick: Think of a way to separate them. I’m going to ask Frankie to go pick my grandmother up.


    He reckoned that Harriet must have known something already by then. Hence, Armand knew that his


    grandmother would not have fancied Genevieve.


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    However, he still needed the woman.


    Just when Armand was about to contact Frankie, Patrick sent him another text message that read:


    Wow, Old Mrs. Faulkner is holding Mrs. Faulkner’s hand. It seems like she adores Mrs. Faulkner!


    Armand was rendered speechless.


    Meanwhile, back in the mall, Genevieve held Harriet’s hand as they chatted away. Genevieve could not


    help but address Harriet as “Grandma” endearingly.


    Then, Genevieve realized that it might have been inappropriate for her to do so and said apologetically,


    “I’m sorry, madam. My grandma just passed away. She was about your age. I just can’t help but see


    her in you and keep calling you Grandma…”


    “It’s okay,” Harriet said warmly and patted Genevieve’s hand. “I like that you’re calling me Grandma.


    You may continue to do so.”


    Pleased with the olddy’s generosity, Genevieve smiled. “Grandma, who are you picking out suits


    for?”


    “It’s for my grandson,” Harriet said before ncing at Genevieve and continuing, “He’s really busy at


    work, and he has no one to care for him. So, he’s only got a few sets of suits. Miss, why don’t you help


    me pick out two sets?”


    “Sure.” Genevieve nodded. “I was in the boutique to pick out two sets of suits for my husband as well.”


    She actually nned to return Armand’s courtesy in getting her a wedding gift by getting him two sets


    of suits. Nheless, she did not expect to bump into the shop assistant humiliating the olddy.


    “You’re so sweet,” Harriet said smilingly.


    Genevieve took Harriet into another boutique and asked for thetter’s grandson’s size.


    The olddy pointed at Patrick and said, “He’s about the size of this man.”


    Patrick could not help but roll his eyes silently. Armand is bulkier than me, and he’s not even as


    handsome as well. How could we be the same?