Chapter 491 Am I Interrupting
Genevieve turned her head to look at the man lying in the hospital bed as her heart melted.
She then curled her red lips and merrily said to Cooper, “I''m fine. If Mrs. Wasco didn''t kidnap me and
taken advantage of the situation, Mando wouldn''t have been hurt. Tell Mr. Wasco to transfer the shares
to Mando, and we won''t hold Mrs. Wasco ountable for this.”
Armand frowned and said, “Ms. Rachford, please don''t misunderstand the situation. I went there
because I am rted to Cooper—I didn''t go there to rescue you.”
When Cooper heard that, he turned speechless.
“Yes, yes, I know.” Genevieve was amused by the man''s obvious cover-up. “Thank you, Mando!”
Armand remained expressionless as he ignored her.
As Jan''spany was coborating with Landon, and Landon was Central Group''s major shareholder,
it was likely that Armand would meet trouble if he were to take Resonance Corporation''s shares.
After discussing with Cooper, they came to a conclusion to have Cooper get Resonance Corporation''s
shares.
Once that matter was settled, Cooper left.
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In the meantime, Genevieve remained at the hospital to take care of Armand.
Afraid that Armand would be bored, Genevieve insisted on reading finance news to him. She even fed
him all his meals.
Three dayster, Timothy transferred Armand to the premium ward of General Hospital.
Since Armand exercised frequently, and it was not his first time getting a gunshot wound, he could
already get down from the bed a few days after transferring to General Hospital. However, he still could
not lift heavy objects with his left hand.
Genevieve then forbade Armand from even leaving the ward by stating that Timothy said he was still in
poor health and needed more rest.
Moreover, she even took away Armand''s phone and let the vice president of thepany handle all
the work matters. Then, she told Steven not to disturb him.
Her actions made the executive members of Central Group anxious, for they wondered if something
had happened to the CEO again.
Other than helping Armand do physiotherapy, Genevieve even bought a set of chess. Whenever she
was free, she would y chess with Armand.
After looking at the chessboard, Genevieve gleefully defeated one of his knights.
Armand''s eyes were fixed on the board, and he had no expressions on his face.
Meanwhile, Genevieve was resting her head in her hands as she smiled at Armand. “Mando, let''s
make another bet. If I win, I''ll move to Swallow Garden to take care of you once you''re discharged from
the hospital. How about that?”
“If you lose, you have to leave the ward and don''te and find me in the hospital anymore,” Armand
uttered.
Genevieve frowned. “I won''t lose!”
She had been ying over thirty rounds of chess with Armand, and she had gone over the rounds in
her mind multiple times to avoid making mistakes.
Moreover, every move Genevieve made had been cautious for that round.
Armand chuckled. “Is that so?”
At the man''s confident demeanor, Genevieve felt her heart lurch. When she lowered her head to look at
the board, it was then she realized she had made a mistake.
Even though she had taken his knight, she had exposed her king.
Right as the man was about to make his move, Genevieve grabbed his wrist and drylyughed.
“Mando, think about this again. Don''t be in such a rush to make your move.”
“Let go of me.”
“We''ve been ying so many rounds these few days. Why can''t you let me win once?” Genevieve
fluttered hershes as tears welled up in her eyes. “Don''t you feel bad bullying a woman?”
Armand was at a loss for words at that.
Right then, someone knocked on the door. Timothy, who was in a doctor''s coat, entered with two food
jars.
When Timothy saw the two sitting by the windowsill, he shook his head and could not help but roast,
“You sure know how to enjoy your time by ying chess every day in the ward. You even asked me to
deliver food to you. I''m a doctor but I''m getting ordered around as if I''m your servant.”
Then, when he got closer to them, he realized Genevieve was half-standing and grabbing Armand''s
hand.
Timothy paused. A beatter, he asked, “Am I interrupting?”