Chapter 69


    Chapter 69 Beautiful And Gentle


    After Patrick said that, he took a casual look around and was shocked to see the huge bouquet of ck


    roses in front of the window.


    “Whoa! Armand, where did you get so many ck roses?”


    He didn’t know much about flowers, but he had heard that ck roses were hard to nurture and didn’t


    That has to be at least a thousand of them, right?


    “I’m not sure. It was Steven who got them.” Armand took a sip of coffee and didn’t say anything. “It’s to


    celebrate Genevieve’s induction.”


    “Tsk! Tsk! Armand, we all know you’re the boss, but you don’t have to be so high-profile, do you?”


    In the afternoon, he had someone send a pink diamond to Genevieve. And now, he asked Steven to


    send a thousand ck roses to the mansion!


    Then, she switched topics and said, “You said earlier that you had to do something. Was it to get this


    violin?”


    Armand appeared to sense something going on. He cast a brief nce toward Genevieve.


    “Yeah.” Patrick was easily led into the new topic. He mumbled with his mouth full of watermelon, “It’s


    such a valuable thing. Of course, I had to talk to the seller in person.”


    I couldn’t even get this violin if I didn’t deal with the seller in person.


    “Everyone looks up to thiste master luthier’s work. If this belonged to a violinist, they wouldn’t have


    sold it even if the buyer offers a sky-high price.” Genevieve took a look at the violin on the couch. “Why


    would that person sell it to you? Could the seller be a resale dealer?”


    Patrick was still trying to figure out how to exin it. When he heard Genevieve’s guess, he just went


    with it. “Yes, yes! When I traded with that guy, he told me that he had a lot of high-quality violins at


    home. He could sell it to me for a low price if I want. Like you said, he’s just a resale dealer!”


    Genevieve nodded and said, “That makes sense.”


    A violinist would treasure a rare and valuable violin like this and would never sell it. However, this is not


    the case if it was in the hands of a violin dealer.


    Armand’s gaze swept over the violin case, and he suddenly asked Genevieve, “Do you know how to


    y Judith?”


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    “I do. It’s a beginner violin piece. When I was learning the violin, I yed it over a hundred times.” It


    was also Genevieve’s favorite violin piece.


    Years ago, if it were not for the patient’s encouragement, she might not have learned to y the violin.


    She smiled as she thought of the happy memories. “Mando, do you want to hear it?” she asked as she


    looked at Armand.


    “Yeah.” Lazily, Armand flopped his long arms on the top of the couch.


    “Okay.” Genevieve opened the case and mumbled as she took out the violin, “I haven’t yed the violin


    in a long time. I hope you don’t mind if it doesn’t sound good.”


    Chewing on a mouthful of pear, Patrick reassured, “It’s okay! We’re all family here, so we won’t mind if


    it sounds bad!”


    Armand gave him a cold look. Feeling a chill running down his spine, Patrick quickly moved away and


    sat down next to Steven.


    Genevieve was a little nervous about ying the violin again after so many years.


    Even so, when she really touched the violin and put the bow on the strings, her fingers moved naturally.


    Soon, the ssic melody flowed through the living room.


    The soothing ssical music was like a feather that swept away all of Armand’s troubles. His frowning


    brow rxed as he looked at Genevieve.


    She stood still in the middle of the living room with the chandelier above her head. Her thin, curly


    eyshes looked like little brushes that cast shadows over her eyelids.


    The bow in her hand moved gently, guided by her wrist and fingers, and she looked beautiful and


    gentle as she yed.


    Armand’s heart suddenly stirred, and emotions surged in his heart. Even so, his deep eyes remained


    calm.


    He suddenly thought of something he had almost forgotten.


    A year ago, he was in a rush to return to Jadeborough from Epea. When his car passed by a church, it


    was suddenly rear-ended by the car behind him, making him even more irritated.


    When he saw that the car behind them was a wedding car, and as he still had important things to do,


    he decided not to bother them and let the driver go.


    Just then, someone knocked on the car window.


    Armand lowered the car window impatiently and saw through his shades a beautiful woman in a


    wedding dress standing in front of his car.