Chapter 533 Convinced That He Was Right


    After listening to Genevieve, Bruce said nothing in response.


    As the car drove on, the two uttered not another word to each other. All they could hear was Bruce


    singing along to the Frosan music in his sexy hoarse voice.


    “When you press me to your heart, I''m in a world apart; a world where roses bloom. And when you


    speak, angels sing from above. Everyday words seem to turn into love songs.”


    Fifteen minutester, they finally arrived at Imperial Club.


    “Thank you, Ms. Rachford.” Bruce unfastened his seat belt and got out of the vehicle.


    Before closing the car door, the man lowered himself to speak to Genevieve inside. “Ms. Rachford,


    Mrs. Hossler doesn''t really like jewelry; she likes oil paintings. The woman''s even an oil-painting


    society member. It''d be great if you could get her David Rudd''s work because she especially adores


    the artist. One more thing. If there are going to be others at the event besides you and Mrs. Hossler, I


    suggest you keep the jewelry to yourself.”


    Genevieve was stunned for a moment, and when she regained her senses, Bruce had already entered


    the club.


    “Mrs. Hossler probably isn''t someone an artist like Bruce would know personally, so how did he know


    she doesn''t like jewelry?” muttered Genevieve with her eyebrows furrowed.


    The woman could have ignored Bruce''s advice, but for some reason, she was convinced that he was


    right.


    After hesitating for a few minutes in the car, Genevieve pulled out her phone to make a call. “Coop, I


    remember you managed to get yourself one of David Rudd''s works, right?”


    “I did. You''re interested in oil paintings?” inquired Cooper.


    “No, but I''m about to meet Marlon''s wife.”


    “She likes jewelry, especially diamonds. However, she doesn''t like to receive them publicly as gifts.


    Why don''t we get her a diamond ne?” suggested Cooper after some thought.


    No wonder Bruce advised me not to bring the piece of jewelry to the club. So that''s why. Genevieve


    then replied, “Just get me David Rudd''s oil painting, Coop. I''m outside Imperial Club now. Get someone


    to send it over.”


    Before hanging up, Genevieve promised, “Next time, I''ll get you a more valuable painting.”


    Still seated in the car, the woman was killing time on her phone when she identally found a familiar


    name on WhatsApp.


    Immediately, her heart ached as her breathing became difficult.


    Genevieve did not think she loved Armand very much. Nheless, being suddenly reminded of their


    past caused her heart to hurt so much that she almost fainted.


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    Even though the man was dead, he continued to affect Genevieve.


    Not long after the woman had ingested two pills poured out of a bottle she took from her bag, someone


    knocked on her car window.


    Cooper had an event to attend that evening, so he had his assistant, Berti, pick up the painting from


    his house and send it to Imperial Club with haste.


    After thanking Berti, Genevieve entered the private room Jan had reserved with the gift in her hand.


    Jan was well aware of how much Pa liked ying poker, so he specifically asked his wife and two


    other people to join Pa for a few games in the card room.


    When Genevieve arrived at the scene, the game was already in full swing.


    Hence, she simply greeted Jan with a look before standing aside with a cup of coffee to watch the


    game in silence.


    As expected, Pa won one game after another, and those at the table congratted and praised her,


    telling her how brilliant she was.


    In response, Pa waved her hand somewhat embarrassedly with a wide smile. “You guys are just


    going easy on me. How about this? Dinner''s on me tonight.”


    “We can''t have that,” voiced Genevieve jokingly. “Mr. Wasco and I have already agreed to pay for


    dinner, so don''t worry. We''ll take care of it.”


    Jan then took the opportunity to introduce Genevieve. “Mrs. Hossler, this is Genevieve Rachford, the


    owner of Genevieve Orsi Productions. She''s also Cooper''s sister.”


    Pa nced at Genevieve before uttering, “I recognize you. You were Armand Faulkner''s wife, right?”


    “I see you have an excellent memory, Mrs. Hossler.” Genevieve nodded in response.


    As the other poker yers left the room, Pa continued, “It''s a shame that Mr. Faulkner left us so


    soon. It''s not every day you see a businessman as impressive as him.”


    Genevieve waited until Pa sat down before handing the woman the rectangr gift box in her hand.


    “I hope you like it, Mrs. Hossler.”