Chapter 13
When she woke up the next day, Genevieve hurriedly descended the stairs only to find the driver, Steven, on the first floor. Armand was nowhere to be seen.
“Morning, Ms. Rachford,” Steven greeted, “Mr. Faulkner told me to bring you to buy some clothes later before he left.”
“Okay.” Genevieve nodded, but she was puzzled inside. If the man is not interested in my body, why is he so nice to me?
After breakfast, Steven drove Genevieve to the city’s largest shopping complex
He dropped Genevieve off to shop on her own as he looked for a parking space,
Alas, Genevieve was still reeling from her grandmother’s death. She was in a daze as she walked inside the mall.
“Miss, these are the latest designs. You can try it on.” A sudden voice was heard next to her, shocking Genevieve from her stupor.
Without realizing it, she had walked into a luxury boutique and stood next to a rack
At that instant, she recalled her purpose for coming here, which was to buy some clothing for herself. She forced herself to feel perky and was about to take the snow-white silk dress off the rack when a hand suddenly darted in and snatched the dress away from the rack before she could.
The owner of the hand did not think she was being rude as she offered the dress she snatched to the person beside her.
“Erica, look at this! It’ll look beautiful on you!”
Genevieve turned around sharply at the source of the sound and saw a few women choosing some clothes next to her.
Erica, who was surrounded by two women, was wearing the latest maxi dress from Desiree and holding a Hermayze bag in her hand. She looked flashy and extravagant.
“Hmm… This is nice,” Erica praised her friend’s good eye before she felt a piercing stare directed at her. She turned around and found Genevieve standing not far away.
Genevieve looked pale and seemingly unwell.
Ever since Genevieve was posted out on bail, Erica had secretly investigated the man and discovered he was someone’s driver.
She would have never thought the driver was this capable. Moreover, he even had the money to sponsor Genevieve’s trip to a luxury boutique!
As Erica thought of Genevieve’s fall from grace, she felt pleasure at the latter’s misfortune, With a smug smile on her face, she walked over to Genevieve. “What a coincidence meeting you here, Genevieve.”
Genevieve stared at Erica with hatred. She was so angry that her hands balled into fists, and her fingernails dug into her palms.
She wished she could end Erica then and there!
However, she had nothing now. She was even rejected by the man cruelly the day before, so she couldn’t defeat Erica.
As she thought of that, her eyes dimmed. Then she turned to leave.
Seeing that Genevieve looked depressed, Erica knew she couldn’t pass up the opportunity to bully her.
“Genevieve”—Erica blocked her away—”I know you’re still sad about your grandma’s passing. Here, take this. There are five hundred thousand deposited on the card. Since we were classmates, I’ll give this to you.” She took a card from her bag and tried to stuff it to Genevieve.
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