Chapter 1085


    Chapter 1085 Are They Not Rted


    Genevieve had been in Lostaria for days, but Zephyr had still yet toe to her.


    She wanted to use the Carlo family to ry a message to Zephyr, but those who weren''t core members


    of the family would never get to see him.


    It was Sally who gave Genevieve an important clue. “Evangeline Sheraton is Zephyr''s fiancée.”


    Genevieve knew the Sheratons as they were one of the three mafia families in Lostaria.


    Evangeline was the daughter of a mafia family, but she often attended various socialite gatherings


    without bothering to hide her whereabouts.


    After a bit of investigation, Genevieve found out that Chanel was holding a party at a hotel in Faike


    today, and Evangeline was on the list of attendees. She immediately contacted Cooper.


    Cooper knew many bigwigs in the fashion industry. Soon, he contacted the person in charge of Chanel


    and got Genevieve an invitation to the event.


    It had never crossed Cooper''s mind that Armand would allow Genevieve to go to Lostaria alone. He


    had met Zephyr previously and knew how cruel the man could be.


    Genevieve was rted by blood to him, so he wouldn''t let her off easily.


    Deep down, Cooper grew anxious. He wanted to persuade Genevieve to change her mind but couldn''t


    bring himself to say that out loud. He proceeded to give Sally a call. “Bring Genev back home safely.”


    After a pause, he added, “I''ll agree to any condition you state.”


    Genevieve packed up and left the hotel. Her bodyguards drove her to Faike. Radford was not far


    away from Faike, so the journey only took two and a half hours by car.


    Upon arrival, Genevieve went to Chanel and bought a vintage long gown. She then went to style


    herself up.


    At five-thirty, Genevieve walked into TOR Hotel.


    The brand hadn''t publicized tonight''s party and only invited the top celebrities and rich socialites in


    Epea.


    The venue was packed with exquisitely dressed celebrities.


    Genevieve''s gaze swept across the crowd. She spotted a few celebrities and Epean socialites.


    Nevertheless, Evangeline was nowhere to be seen.


    The organizer had invited Evangeline, but there was a chance she might not show up.


    The dinner began at seven sharp. Everyone found the seats with their names and sat down to enjoy


    the show. It was then that Genevieve saw Evangeline sauntering into the hall.


    Evangeline had golden locks and cerulean blue eyes. d in a ck embroidered gown, she was


    given a warm wee by a server the moment she entered.


    Evangeline sat down at the table nearest to the stage, which was some distance away from


    Genevieve''s table. Hence, Genevieve had to wait until dinner came to an end before she was able to


    talk to Evangeline.


    When Genevieve returned to her seat, a server was serving a dish and identally spilled some gravy


    on her gown.


    The server''s face turned pale as he apologized profusely.


    “It''s fine.” Genevieve wasn''t bothered as she had bought this dress on a whim. The gravy smelled


    unpleasant, so she got up and went to the restroom to clean up.


    Outside the hall, a man was standing by the window in the corridor. He was d in a ck suit that


    However, he sported a buzz cut, and his eyes beneath his thick brows were expressionless.


    Genevieve pushed the door open and walked out to see him there. She immediately halted in her


    tracks.


    Her pupils constricted. “P-Patrick?”


    The man''s sharp features reminded her of the young man who died in her arms in the pouring rain


    years ago.


    The man''s face resembled Patrick''s even though his aura and gaze were different from the Patrick she


    knew. Genevieve wondered if she was dreaming.


    Lifting his head, the man gave her a calm look and spoke in Irushean, “You''ve got the wrong person.”


    “I''m sorry.” Genevieve snapped back to reality as she apologized hastily and left.


    I know that isn''t Patrick. After all, I scattered half his ashes into the sea.


    She entered the restroom and used the dry cleaning detergent on the sink to get rid of the gravy on her


    gown. Confusion filled her heart when she recalled the man from earlier.


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