My Flirtacious Husband (Genevieve and Armand) novel Chapter 233

Steven frowned, feeling worried. “The subsidiary company in Norham is managed by Ms. Samantha. Even the clients there are in her control. She also knows about all our clients here at Central Group and all the top secret collaborations. She’ll definitely give them to Peter—”

“Yes. You don’t have to worry about that. Just do what you normally do.” Armand looked calm.

He did not seem concerned about anything Steven said.

Handing a document to Steven, he said, “Contact everyone in here. Tell them to take out some time as I’d like to treat them to a meal.”

“Okay.”

When Steven exited his office, Armand pulled out his phone and made a call.

Around six o’clock in the evening, Armand returned to Regality Gardens.

After changing into his slippers, he entered the house and saw Genevieve sitting on the couch, looking as if she was reading a book.

Occasionally, she would pick a grape from the plate and pop it into her mouth.

She was clad in a casual cotton dress, and both her feet were on the couch. Since the dress’ length was only until her calves, her smooth, fair calves were revealed when she curled her legs.

Her smooth, tiny, and fair toes would sometimes move slightly, which was a cute sight.

When Armand saw the scene before him, he recalled the days when he lived in Swallow Garden. She would also place her legs the same way when she played games in the living room, looking like a child.

That was her first time revealing her true character in front of him. She had argued and even flirted with him.

Armand cast his gaze over to the counter in the kitchen. When he saw the housekeeper busy working with her head lowered, he finally relaxed his eyebrows.

He loosened his tie while walking to the living room. “Genevieve, didn’t I tell you to not sit like that?”

Genevieve lifted her head to glance at Armand, looking as if she had no intentions of putting down her feet. “There’s only the both of us at home. Do I not have the right to choose whatever sitting position I want?”

“There’s still a housekeeper,” Armand said flatly. “Besides, it’s improper to sit like that.”

“Don’t look if it’s improper.” Genevieve rolled her eyes at him and slouched back against the couch. “I like sitting like this, too. It’s improper as well, right? Then don’t look.”