My Flirtacious Husband (Genevieve and Armand) novel Chapter 422

Raising the glass to shield her own curled-up lips, Genevieve desisted with her own nosiness.

Soon after, the server brought up a plate of crab.

From the looks of it, Genevieve adjudged that it must be rather delectable. Yet, she demonstrated no intent to tuck into it.

Incidentally, Jan noticed that. He took it upon himself to say, “Would you like me to deshell it for you, Ms. Rachford?”

“No, it's fine.” Genevieve shook her head smilingly. “That sort of stuff will only be enjoyable when it's done by one's own beloved.”

Eyeing the crab on the plate, Sylvie became tempted to prove a point to Genevieve. She leaned close to Armand and said, “I'd like to try the crab, Mr. Faulkner, but my nails are too long. Would you be so kind as to help deshell one for me?”

In the last four years, it had been common knowledge within the business circuit that not only did Armand have Sylvie brought along for events of all sorts, but he would also be very obliging toward her every whim.

Word had it that Armand had once splurged eight hundred million for a diamond necklace the minute it caught Sylvie's eye at an auction.

As such, how could he possibly refuse to help her with something trivial as the deshelling of a crab?

“Sure.” Expectedly, Armand did not turn her down.

The man was about to gather up a crab from the plate when he paused and gently said, “You're allergic to seafood. Remember the last time when you almost went into shock from having that chowder?”

Astonished, Sylvie wanted to point out that she had no such allergies, but the sternness in Armand's eyes sent a chill down her spine, prompting her to bottle up whatever she intended to say.

“Oh, are you allergic to seafood?” One of the directors kept looking at Sylvie before he spoke hesitantly, “I saw that you've nearly finished your bisque, Ms. Clasen... Are you going to be all right?”

Exhibiting great thoughtfulness toward Sylvie, Armand immediately summoned the server and asked him to purchase some medication for seafood allergies.

None of that eluded Genevieve. She set her glass down on the table heavily, and there was a rather sullen expression on her face.

There were dance performances on the stage while everyone dined.

The ceremonial usherette had the items for the first round of the auction brought on stage when the performances ended, after which the compere would proceed to introduce them.

The bigwigs were mostly at that banquet to raise their own profile and were not really all that interested in the wares that had been made available for bidding.

That bigwig is wild! Doesn't he know that Genevieve is Armand's ex-wife? To think that he'd sit at the same table as Armand himself and acquire the violin that was used by his former spouse at that sort of price point!