Chapter 155


    “Change your top to a short-sleeved T-shirt. Something that can cover your waist,” Armand said.


    Genevieve: I’m not going, then. I don’t feel like going out anyway. She pursed her lips and turned


    around, wanting to return to the bedroom. “There’s a Van Cleef & Arpels store at Fullmoon Mall,”


    Armand said. “Aren’t you in love with their series? Coincidentally, Neptune, the only stock left in


    their headquarters in Frosa, will be imported by air at eight in the morning.” Genevieve flinched and


    stopped in her tracks. The series of Van Cleef & Arpels was limited edition jewelry, and she


    would try her best to obtain it every time itunched a new one. She had collected three sets a few


    years ago. However, Cooper had taken the sets of jewelry away when he had someone clean up the


    Rachford residence. “It’s scorching hot outside. You’ll easily get sunburn if you wear only a crop top.”


    Armand nced at her waist again. “Change your clothes. A short-sleeved shirt is better.” In reality, he


    did not want everyone to look at her waist when they entered the mall. Genevieve touched her hand


    and felt the ring on her finger. Her expression darkened, and she quickly went back to the bedroom.


    She was in a ck short-sleeved shirt when she came out a few minutester. After stepping out of the


    house, Genevieve took a cap and mask from her bag to cover her face, afraid that the others could see


    her. Armand simply ignored her when he saw that. The bruise on her neck had be lighter. Worried


    that her throat was still ufortable, Armand ordered a bowl of oatmeal for her at the breakfast shop


    and did not allow her to eat pretzels. Fullmoon Mall was thergest shopping center in Springwyn. It


    had luxury brands from all over the world, and people often went there to shop. Hence, it had a lot of


    foot traffic every day. There was already a crowd when it was only around ten o’clock. Genevieve


    followed Armand and entered the elevator. Then she stepped back, keeping a distance away from him.


    When the elevator reached the second floor, a crowd rushed in. Armand had a tall figure, around one


    hundred and ny centimeters, and a perfectly sculptured face. The people couldn’t help looking in his


    direction when entering the elevator, easily recognizing him given his cold aura and the fact that


    Genevieve was standing a distance away from him. “Oh, wow! I think he’s the boss of Central Group,


    right? I’ve seen him in a finance magazine.” “He’s so handsome!” “Is that his wife?” Hearing the women


    in front of her gossiping in a low voice, Genevieve pulled up her mask and moved further away from


    them. Armand rested his hand on her waist and pulled her closer to him. “There are a lot of people in


    the elevator. Do you want to bury yourself in the arms of other men?” Genevieve was struck


    speechless. The elevator door opened. Genevieve elbowed and pushed Armand away before walking


    out with her face clouded over. “Good afternoon, Mr. Faulkner!” Seeing that Armand and Genevieve


    were walking toward their store, the brand manager of Van Cleef & Arpels hurriedly went forward to


    greet them and led them to a VIP room in the store. After entering the room, the manager grabbed a


    jewelry box, opened it, and ced it in front of Genevieve. The jewelry box was a set with a ne,


    and its design inside the box was unique. Upon opening the box, one could see a gxy of stars, and


    the in it was the ne named Neptune. Genevieve could not help but fall in love with the


    ne upon ncing at it. The design of Neptune was more beautiful and pleasing to the eyes


    ne. He instructed the manager, “Take out all the pieces of jewelry with emeralds and let her


    choose.” “Yes, Sir!” The manager immediately did as ordered. A few minutester, nes and rings


    that had emerald were disyed before Genevieve. She did not restrain herself from choosing the


    jewelry. Instead, she swept her hand across the rows of jewelry ced in front of her and picked some


    nes and bracelets. Then, she took out her phone and typed: I won’t feel bad about it because


    this is what I deserve. If not for Marilyn, who had plotted against her, she would not have almost died


    and would not have nightmares every night. She thought she needed tofort herself mentally by


    purchasing the jewelry. “Okay.” Armand picked up an emerald bracelet and put it on her wrist. “You can


    pick and buy whatever you want. I’ll ask them to send the ones you chose to the hotel.” After seeing an


    opportunity to ask Armand to leave, Genevieve told the manager: The ring is stuck on my finger. She


    reached out her hand with the ring to the manager and typed: Can you please remove it for me?