After the two-day break, Genevieve fully devoted herself to work.
Since Johanna was added to the company's gossip chat, she always scrolled through it. She would see messages that mocked Genevieve for only relying on Armand.
Johanna let Genevieve read those messages.
Raising her brows, she said, “They're not wrong. I am relying on Mando.”
“So what if you're relying on him? They can't even do that even if they want to!” scoffed Johanna. “Genev, I saw online that there's a restaurant with amazing pork cutlets. Why don't I order it for lunch?”
Genevieve paused in the middle of drinking coffee. “Mando said that he got someone to deliver lunch to me.”
Johanna was stunned. “Mr. Faulkner knows how to cook?”
“Yeah! His food is quite yummy too. He was the one who cooked all the dinners for this week.”
Although Armand only cooked two dishes each meal, they were delicious. Sometimes, she suspected that he had invited a chef to teach him how to cook when she was gone.
After all, it was impossible for someone to cook such delicious food just by following the recipe without any training.
Johanna glanced at Genevieve and laughed mischievously. “No wonder your clothes seem really tight when I altered them according to your measurements. You must have gained weight from eating so much!”
Genevieve moved her arms and realized that her shirt did indeed become tighter.
I mustn't eat dinner anymore.
Genevieve scribbled on a post-it note and passed it to Johanna. “When you're free, help me check what this number is.”
When she was sleeping, she would keep thinking about that number. However, she could not remember anything related to it. This only piqued her curiosity further.
“Sure.” Before Johanna left, she turned around and looked at Genevieve. “Genev, there's a movie that's screening this Friday. Do you want to watch it?”
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