Chapter 150


    Chapter 150 Give It A Try


    The people in the group began to respond one after another.


    Someone texted: Tsk! How are you so behind on gossip? Everyone has already seen him wearing a


    wedding ring some time ago!


    Another replied: Could it be that you saw Mrs. Faulkner in person since you’re so shocked?


    The receptionist was about to type excitedly to inform them that they would never guess who Mrs.


    Faulkner was and that she even wished to divorce the boss, but her hand hovered in mid-air just as


    she was about to press the send button.


    Something isn’t right! Until now, no one knows who Mrs. Faulkner is, so it’s obvious that Mr. Faulkner


    didn’t permit anyone to spread the news. If I tell everyone now, will he know that it’s me immediately?


    After understanding the pros and cons, the receptionist shuddered and quickly deleted her message,


    recing it with another that read: Huh? Mr. Faulkner is wearing a wedding ring? Who did he marry?


    Someone replied: I knew you don’t care about gossips.


    Another wrote: Tsk! We thought you saw Mrs. Faulkner in person. What a letdown!


    Seeing that everyone in the group had started gossiping about a celebrity having an affair, the


    receptionist patted her chest with one hand and breathed a sigh of relief.


    That was close!


    There were only two luxurious suites on the top floor of the hotel. One could take in the view of almost


    the entire Springwyn through the floor-to-ceiling windows. Aside from the excellent view, there was


    even a ss dome, and one only needed to open it at night to admire the starry sky from the room.


    As she was being forced toe to a hotel with Armand and learned that the building was owned by


    Central Group, Genevieve had a cold expression on her face throughout the journey upstairs. Upon


    entering the suite, she immediately distanced herself from the man.


    She leaned against the couch and bought a ne ticket with her phone.


    After waiting a while, as soon as the porter brought up her luggage, Genevieve found her ID card and


    got ready to leave with her luggage.


    Armand took a huge stride and blocked her path. “There’s no need to hurry to go back. I’ve asked


    Steven to contact the assistant manager of your department to apply for leave for you.”


    Genevieve took out her phone and typed on the notepad in response: I demand a divorce!


    “Only death can do us part.”


    Genevieve gritted her teeth in anger before typing again: In that case, I want to return to Jadeborough!


    Armand stretched out his hand and lifted the hair on her shoulders. Staring at the sterile gauze


    wrapped around her neck, he replied, “Wait until the gauze is removed. You won’t be allowed on the


    ne in this state.”


    Genevieve sneered and ced the phone close to his face to let him read her reply: It’s not like I have


    asthma. I want to return to Jadeborough. Right now!


    Seeing the woman’s cold expression and persistence, Armand unbuttoned the topmost two buttons of


    his shirt to cool himself and stepped out of the way slightly to lean against the back of the couch. “Give


    it a try. If you can leave this ce, I’ll admit my defeat.”


    In response, Genevieve walked past the man with her luggage and pulled open the door of the suite.


    To her surprise, Steven was standing outside the door.


    “Are you hungry, Mrs. Faulkner?” Steven ignored the luggage in her hand and bowed slightly. “I’ll get


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    the hotel restaurant to deliver a menu.”


    Genevieve shook her head. She intended to walk out, but he stopped her. “You need to rest, Mrs.


    Faulkner.”


    Genevieve bit her lower lip in frustration and handed him the phone after typing a reply. She wrote: It’s


    okay if you don’t let me leave, but I want to divorce Armand! Go and print a divorce agreement for me!


    The corners of Steven’s eyes twitched when he saw her response. He quickly said, “I’m aware that this


    incident has left you traumatized, Mrs. Faulkner. It’s all because of Patrick and my negligence. But trust


    me, Mr. Faulkner cares about you. He knows you hate the smell of disinfectant in the hospital, so he


    brought you to the hotel as soon as you woke up. Specter Corporation’s stock price has been rising


    very well, and it has also attracted foreign investment. Other than Mr. Faulkner, no one can help you


    get thepany back.”


    Hearing his words, Genevieve scoffed and typed: Steven, you sound so confident in your words.


    Steven’s heart skipped a beat. Did she say those words deliberately in anger, or has she indeed found


    someone to help her? But who would help her with her current state?