Chapter 528 Slim Waist And Abs
Due to her health, Genevieve remained in Dartan for a week before returning to Chanaea.
The first thing she did on arriving was to go to the hospital.
Johanna was admitted into the VIP ward. She was still in aa, but her abdomen was gradually
growing in size.
After Genevieve came out of the ward, Timothy whispered to her, “In the past month, many
neurosurgeons have visited Jojo, and their diagnosis is basically the same as mine.”
There was the possibility that Johanna would remain a vegetable for the rest of her life.
He had discussed with several doctors about removing the child from Johanna''s womb as he did not
want her to suffer so much.
A doctor had said that a hospital in Baykeep had once treated a patient who had been in the same
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situation as Johanna.
That patient had just conceived before suffering a fall and bing a vegetable. With the family''s
permission, they aborted the baby. However, the next day, the patient''s heart stopped beating.
Timothy knew that the chances of that happening were low but did not dare to take the risk. He was
afraid of losing both Johanna and the baby.
What really irked him was that the perpetrator was still atrge.
Genevieve knew that Timothy was a doctor, so his diagnosis could not be wrong. Despite feeling
anguished, she refused to let it show.
She tried to console him. “Jojo wille out of thisa. She will.”
After saying goodbye to Timothy, Genevieve left the hospital.
On the way to the productionpany, she happened to notice a Rolls-Royce Phantom in front of her
with a familiar license te.
After checking out the license te carefully, she changednes to catch up with the car.
However, the traffic was too heavy, and the driver was driving too fast.
After some effort, she managed to catch up with the Rolls-Royce, but it had gone into the underground
car park of Twilight Tower. When she managed to find the parked car, the driver was nowhere in sight.
Isn''t this the car I gifted to Armand? Why would it be here? Could it be Cooper?
After the ne crash, his will was read. All his property was willed to Cooper, including his house and
car.
Gloomily, Genevieve parked her car and walked toward the elevator.
It so happened that there were two people there, waiting for the elevator.
When the slightly plump man wearing a hip-hop short-sleeved shirt saw Genevieve, he immediately
greeted her, “Hello, Ms. Rachford.”
Since he recognized her, she smiled. “Hi. Are you from the productionpany?”
“Yes, I am.” The plump man scratched his head, looking simple and innocent. “I''m Mr. Gable''s
assistant. My name is Joash Tanowski.”
“Nice to meet you.” Genevieve nodded in acknowledgment.
She nced at the man behind Joash. He was physically fit and very tall, nearly 1.9 meters. Despite
wearing only a simple white shirt and trousers, he somehow managed to look ssy in them.
The man''s skin was very fair, and a ck mask covered his face, vaguely revealing only the thick
eyebrows under his hair.
When the elevator arrived, Genevieve entered it first.
After she had decided on where to stand, she turned around and looked up, only to find herself staring
directly at the man''s face. His eyes were dark and deep, like Timothy''s.
She noticed that the man''s shirt was not fully buttoned up. The two topmost buttons were undone,
leaving the cor slightly open and revealing a ck choker around his neck.
The overall impression he gave off was a youthful and ssy vibe.
Perhaps her eyes had lingered too long on the man as Joash noticed her gaze.
After Joash entered the elevator, he quickly said to Genevieve, “Ms. Rachford, you were previously
abroad and were not in charge of thepany''s affairs. Mr. Gable has never been to thepany
either, so you two have probably never met before. He didn''t mean to ignore you.”
Joash shot a pointed look at the man. “Mr. Gable, please say hello to our boss, Ms. Rachford.”
The man bent his head and looked at Genevieve. “Hello, Ms. Rachford.”
His voice was hoarse and sounded raspy when he spoke, yet it seemed strangely seductive.
It was true Genevieve had never really concerned herself with thepany''s artists. That was the
assistant manager''s task. She did not even know this artist standing right in front of her.
Yet, she liked looking at him and wanted to tease him.
She scanned him from head to toe and then raised her eyebrows. “Your waistline is small enough. Do
you have abs?”