Chapter 494 Helping You Out


    Genevieve left the office sharp at four-thirty in the afternoon.


    She went back to Regality Gardens to tell Rosa that thetter could have a few days off.


    Rosa followed Genevieve to the walk-in closet and asked warily, “Ms. Rachford, if I''ve done something


    wrong, you could always let me know...”


    Genevieve did not know whether tough or cry. “Rosa, I''m not firing you. I''m just going to stay in


    Swallow Garden for a few days. That''s why you''re getting a few days off.”


    “I see.” Rosa finally felt relief and hurriedly helped Genevieve pack up her clothes.


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    At five o''clock, Genevieve carried two boxes and arrived at Swallow Garden. She gave all the


    housekeepers holiday and told them that they would be notified separately on when toe back for


    work.


    Even though they were well aware that Genevieve and Armand were exes, they dared not leave


    without Armand''s consent, seeing that he was the owner of Swallow Garden.


    A senior housekeeper called Steven and reported the incident.


    Steven did not know what Genevieve was getting at. However, he thought about what Genevieve said


    back in the study the other day and begrudgingly agreed.


    Genevieve carried her suitcases to the second floor. She went into the bedroom and threw herself onto


    the bed.


    There was a faint sandalwood smell in his sheets, mixed with Armand''s scent. Genevieve found it


    rather pleasing.


    Then, she put away her things and changed into a fresh set of clothes before driving to Central Group.


    It was almost seven, and the sky was getting dark. However, there was no sign of Armand. Hence,


    Genevieve texted Steven.


    Genevieve: Steven, are you guys done?


    Steven: No. Mr. Faulkner has to attend a dinnerter at eight. You might want to go back first.


    Genevieve: He''s still not fully recovered yet. So, he cannot take alcohol. You''d better reschedule it.


    Steven knew that Armand''s gunshot wound was still recovering. Hence, he immediately declined the


    dinner after seeing Genevieve''s message.


    However, he felt something odd after he was done talking to the other party''s secretary.


    Why have I only realized that Mr. Faulkner could not attend the dinner after talking to her?


    Just when Steven was staring nkly into the air contemting his actions, Armand, who was done


    with work, came over to the secretarial department from his office.


    “Send me to Imperial Club.”


    Steven immediately kept his phone and left with Armand. “Mr. Faulkner, Ms. Rachford has called and


    asked me to decline the dinner that you have at eight as you''re still recovering from the gunshot


    wound.”


    Armand peered at him and retorted, “Since you fancy hanging onto her every word, you might as well


    be her secretary then.”


    Steven lowered his head and touched his nose before replying sheepishly, “It''s not that I''m listening to


    her. It''s just that you''re not in the condition to attend these kinds of dinners.”


    It was imperative to drink at such engagement, and Steven knew that one would be expected to drink a


    lot.


    Noticing that Armand wasing out of the building, Genevieve, who had been leaning against the car


    as she waited, sprung into action and jogged to his side.


    “You''re getting off work thiste? You must be tired.” Then, Genevieve took out a bunch of keys from


    her bag and handed them to Steven. “Steven, I''ve bought the mansion just right beside Mando''s.


    You''re the expert in renovation. It''s yours now. You''d better go back and pack up your things to move


    in. Oh, right. I''ve employed some housekeepers as well.”


    Steven was stunned as he took over the keys and murmured, “Thanks?”


    “You''re wee!” Genevieve shed him a smile.


    She ran back to the car and opened the door to the passenger seat. Then, she called out to Armand,


    “Mando, hurry up. It''s already seven. We should head back for dinner.”


    Armand went silent for some time. Then, he walked over to the car.


    Genevieve drove Armand to the supermarket for grocery shopping.


    As she pushed the shopping cart and picked out the groceries, Genevieve told Armand about how she


    had given all the housekeepers a holiday, and that she would be the one to take care of his daily


    meals.


    Armand let out a snicker. “You''d better not waste the ingredients. Just order takeout.”


    “No, I''m not wasting anything,” Genevieve said with a shrug as she smiled at him. “Because you''re the


    one who''s going to cook.”


    “Didn''t you say you will take care of my meals?”


    “Yes.” Genevieve nodded and said matter-of-factly, “You''re going to cook while I help you out. I''m going


    to do the dishes afterward too. Isn''t this great?”


    Armand was rendered speechless.


    Her sense of logic had never failed to baffle him.


    Suddenly, Genevieve left the shopping cart to Armand and ran toward a shelf to pick up a huge mango.


    “This mango isrger than my face! Mando, look!” She lifted the mango up to the side of her face for


    Armand could not help but grin a little at her amusing manner.