Chapter 549 Who Is The Woman


    Joash knew that Bruce wouldn''t simply use a woman''s photo for his home screen, considering


    his personality.


    After the man had taken the bun from him, Joash queried softly, “Did that woman not hurt you enough,


    Mr. Gable? Why are you still pining for her?”


    At that, Bruce snorted. “Do you think I am stupid enough to do that?”


    “Then... Then, who''s the woman on your phone''s home screen?” Joash pointed at the man''s phone on


    hisp. “Don''t tell me that it''s the system''s wallpaper. I don''t believe that!”


    At once, Bruce swept his gaze over, the look in his eyes cold.


    Joash flinched slightly. “You had no privacy ss, so I identally saw it.”


    “Keep your mouth shut from now on. I''ll deduct five hundred for every single word out of your mouth.


    When we arrive at the studioter, go and buy me a privacy ss for my phone,” Bruce ordered


    cidly.


    Just as Joash was about to reply in the affirmative, he remembered the man''s warning. He instantly


    closed his mouth and nodded.


    Meanwhile, at the VIP lounge in Jadeborough Airport, Genevieve swiped her finger up, scanning her


    eyes over every sentence of her conversation with Bruce.


    Why should I tell him where I''m going on a business trip? And I even chatted so much with him.


    She was going to Baykeep because she had something to do there.


    To her surprise, Martin from Lightview Group phoned herst night.


    The person in charge of the film festival that year happened to be his friend, who not only knew that


    Genevieve was the owner of Genevieve Orsi Productions but also that she excellent at ying the


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    violin. Coincidentally, the film festival was going to be at Martin''s resort, so he asked Martin to speak to


    her.


    Genevieve agreed without giving it much thought.


    After all, Martin''s Lightview Group was one of thergestpanies in Baykeep and was very much


    prestigious. If he were to owe her a favor, it would be far easier for her to do anything in Baykeep in the


    future.


    At eleven-thirty in the morning, the nended at Baykeep Airport right on the dot.


    Wheeling her suitcase, Genevieve exited the airport lobby. She unlocked her phone to call a taxi.


    An elderly man with gray hair beside her coughed violently, seemingly in poor health. He took out a


    medicine bottle from his pocket, but it fell onto the ground and rolled over to her feet.


    Genevieve picked up the medicine bottle, instinctively ncing at thebel on it.


    It was medication to treat cardiovascr and cerebrovascr diseases.


    She happened to have a bottle of mineral water in her bag, so she unscrewed the cap and handed it to


    the elderly man. Then, she took two pills from the medicine bottle and ced them in his hand.


    The elderly man furtively studied her with his sharp eyes.


    In a long, ck dress, Genevieve appeared young, but her aura was sharp. Her beautiful eyes carried


    a faint hint of tenderness.


    Her warm and familiar eyes had Herbert plunging into a daze.


    For some inexplicable reason, he trusted the youngdy before him. Tossing the two pills into his


    mouth, he drank a few mouthfuls of water and swallowed them.


    He shed Genevieve a smile. “Thank you.”


    “You''re wee.” Genevieve smiled back at him in return. Then, she even urged, “It''s not good to


    swallow such medicine dry, mister. In the future, carry a bottle of water with you.”


    Hearing that, Herbert nodded.


    At that precise moment, an Audi SUV drove over and stopped in front of them both.


    The driver hastily got out of the car. Circling over, he murmured to Herbert apologetically, “There was a


    rear-end collision on the highway, so I was stuck there for a bit.”


    The bodyguard who went to retrieve the luggage had also returned by then.


    The instant he glimpsed a youngdy standing so close to Herbert, his gaze constricted, and he


    seemingly went into battle mode. However, Herbert surreptitiously waved a dismissive hand at him.


    Smiling, he asked Genevieve, “Is someoneing to pick you up, youngdy?”


    “Nope. I''m going to call a taxi online.”


    “In that case, hitch a ride with me. I''ll have my driver send you to the city. It so happens that I don''t


    know how to thank you after you helped me pick up my medicine earlier and gave me a bottle of water,”


    Herbert suggested.


    Genevieve was stunned for a moment. “It was nothing, so don''t take it to heart.”


    “It was nothing to you, but you did me a great favor. Do allow my driver to send you. Besides, you''ll still


    have to wait if you call a taxi online,” Herbert boomed.