Chapter 496 Nothing Can Stop Me


    Armand kept his eyes closed and remained still.


    After some time, he could feel his nket being lifted as a warm body slid itself into his embrace.


    Armand could detect faint hints of roses.


    He stopped her arm and separated himself from her. “Who said you coulde over?”


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    Genevieve circled her hands around the man''s waist and said innocently, “You said my stuff can''t be in


    here. You didn''t say I can''t.”


    It is so nice that his room is attached to a balcony. Plus, these two are so near that I could just hop


    over.


    “I have insomnia, and I can''t sleep well every single night. Mando, just help me out, please.” Then, she


    leaned her head against his chest.


    “Good night,” she muttered.


    Armand furrowed his brows and swatted her off. Genevieve tenaciously hung onto his body like an


    octopus.


    He heard her light breathing sound just three minutester.


    She''s really asleep...


    Her ebony hair fell against his arms and on the pillow. Genevieve''sshes were thick and luscious,


    forming a small shadow underneath her eyes.


    Her light rose scent was making him lose his sleep as it stirred something pooled deep within him.


    Armand desperately wanted to throw her off his bed. However, he decided against it as he looked at


    her with dark eyes.


    The next day, Genevieve was rejuvenated from an excellent night''s sleep.


    She noticed that the man wasing out of the walk-in closet when she woke up. Armand had


    changed into his meticulously-pressed suit. Genevieve found his immacte body hard to resist.


    She climbed out of the bed and gave him a kiss. “Morning, Mando. I''m going to make you breakfast


    today!”


    Then, she turned and padded toward the bathroom.


    She washed herself up and headed downstairs. Armand was looking at his tablet as he sat on the


    table. Then, she hurriedly took out eggs, bacon and other ingredients from the fridge to get started on


    the breakfast.


    After ten minutes, she served a set of bacon sandwich and fried eggs to Armand.


    Then, she sliced an apple and put it on the table as she dered proudly, “I always make this bacon


    sandwich. It is definitely tasty, and it''s my daughter''s favorite!”


    Armand''s eyes darkened as he ate his breakfast expressionlessly.


    When he was having breakfast, Genevieve headed upstairs to put on makeup and change.


    Armand had already finished his breakfast by the time she went back downstairs. Genevieve drove him


    to Central Group before she headed to the productionpany.


    Her phone rang the moment she sat down in her office.


    It was the socialite whom she had arranged Cooper to have dinner yesterday night.


    The woman did not sound too pleased as she chided, “Ms. Rachford, how could you do this?”


    “What''s the matter?” Genevieve asked.


    “When we had dinner together yesterday, your brother told me that h-he''s... gay.” The socialite said


    angrily, “Even though he''s handsome and rich, I cannot possibly marry a gay man!”


    Then, she hung up the call in a huff.


    Genevieve had grown up with Cooper. Not to mention that they were married before that. Hence,


    Genevieve was well aware of his sexuality.


    Cooper had deliberately said so to chase her away.


    Genevieve called him and said helplessly, “Cooper, why did you say that to the girl that I have


    introduced you to?”


    “I don''t need you matchmaking me. In fact, I won''t get married again in the future,” Cooper replied in a


    low voice. “Genev, it doesn''t matter if you don''t love me anymore. I am grateful enough that I can stay


    by your side to protect both you and thepany. If you do this again, I will dere on Twitter that I''m


    gay.”


    Seeing as Cooper was adamant about his decision, Genevieve then decided to stop her matchmaking


    efforts.


    She went to fetch Armand at Central Group at six o''clock sharp after getting off a busy day of work. The


    two of them went home together.


    Armand made fish and chips that night, and it was really delicious.


    He learned his lesson that night. Not only did he lock his bedroom door, but also his balcony door.


    However, Genevieve outwitted him.


    She contacted the locksmith in advance to head to Swallow Garden in the afternoon to duplicate the


    key to Armand''s bedroom.


    Genevieve used the duplicate key to enter his bedroom around midnight.


    Armand was rendered speechless. He summoned people to change the lock the following day, to


    which Genevieve asked the locksmith to duplicate the key, again.


    When Genevieve snuck into his room, she hugged Armand and smiled triumphantly. “Mando, you''d


    better quit doing this. Nothing can stop me if I really want toe in.”


    Armand chuckled. “Are you proud of what you''ve done now?”


    “No, but I''m not stealing.”


    Then, Genevieve pulled open his nket and started to peel off his pajamas. “I see that you''ve finished


    the doctor''s medicine. Let me take a look at how your wound is doing.”