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Chapter 818

    Chapter 818


    Chapter 818 A New Dad For The Kids


    At first, Genevieve did not want to interfere, but after considering Harry was only an adolescent and his rtionship with Armand, she felt she


    needed to step in to prevent the issue from spiraling out of control.


    After Cooper arrived, he took the children to the theme park while Genevieve drove to the hotel.


    As she was stopping her car by the road, a car suddenly rammed into the back of her vehicle. Had she not fastened her safety belt, she would


    have hit the windscreen.


    Pulling the brakes, Genevieve stepped out of her car with a grim expression.


    The driver behind her had gotten down from his car. His face turned pallid when he realized the vehicle he rammed into was a luxurious


    Rolls-Royce. “I-I''m sorry...”


    The driver, who was answering a call, identally floored the elerator, thinking it was the brake pedal.


    The impact was so strong that Genevieve hit the car in front. There were altogether five vehicles involved in the pileup.


    After taking photos of the damages, she decided to rush to the hotel first instead of going to the workshop because she was worried about


    Harry. Yet, she could not start her car.


    Frustration kicked in as she had no choice but to get out of the car. She then saw a Mercedes-Benz stop at a red light.


    The man in the passenger''s seat at the back winded down the window, revealing the upper part of his face.


    Genevieve was doubtful that the man, who drove past her, did not notice she was standing by the curb.


    Walking over, she knocked on the window. After the man winded down the windowpletely, she gave him a faint smile. “Someone


    rammed into my car, and I can''t start its engine. Could you give me a lift?”


    Before the man could reply to her request, she continued, “I hope you remember we were married once, Mr. Faulkner. Pretty sure you can do


    me a favor, right?”


    “Unlock the door,” Armand ordered the driver.


    ncing at the man from the rearview mirror before turning his attention to Genevieve, who refused to leave, the driver unlocked the door.


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    Genevieve grabbed her bag and got into Armand''s car.


    While tidying up her skirt, she could not help but study the man from the corners of her eyes, feeling pissed. So he''s doing me a favor just


    because we were married? Is he going to ignore me like this? He has been coaxing me, but now that I''m with him, he acts as if I''m invisible.


    What''s wrong with this man?


    Armand asked, “Where to?”


    “Lovely Heart Hotel,” Genevieve answered while moving away from him. She then fished out her phone from her bag and yed with it.


    Two minutester, she received a call.


    epting the call, she said, “Yes, this is Genevieve. I''m sorry, I got into an ident and am in a hurry to check out a sick friend at a hotel. I''m


    afraid I can''t reach the café by eleven o''clockter...”


    While talking on the phone, she had her hand inside the bag. The bag identally slipped from her thigh, and a stack of photos fell out.


    A few photosnded on Armand''s ankles.


    He bent down to pick up a photo. It was a photo of a young man, and his name and upation were all written behind it.


    After ending the call, Genevieve immediately picked up her bag and the photos.


    A corner of Genevieve''s lips quirked up when she saw Armand holding a photo. “My husband passed away at a young age, and my kids felt


    I''ve been lonely for too long, but they also hope to find themselves a new dad. My son has shortlisted these men and wants me to get to know


    them.”


    Snatching the photo from him, the woman added, “Look, this is Mr. Leary. I''ll be meeting him for lunch. Thanks for picking up the photo, Mr.


    Faulkner.”


    The corner of Armand''s eyes twitched, but he still pulled a deadpan expression. “You''re wee.”


    “Mr. Faulkner, if I''m not mistaken, you''re thirty-seven years old this year, right?” Genevieve asked while stuffing the photos into her bag.


    “You should marry Ms. Loake soon,” she advised. “Your age is catching up, and it''ll take a toll on your sperm and the intellectual


    development of your child.”
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