My Flirtacious Husband (Genevieve and Armand) novel Chapter 431

“I bet the person you are waiting for won't show up for the time being, so it's probably fine for you to come back after dropping Genev off,” replied Johanna. “Come on, Armand. You and Timothy are such good friends, so I'm sure you won't abandon his wife's BFF, right?”

Without saying another word, Armand got out of the car and waited until Genevieve put all her bags into it. He closed the door, circled around the car, and gave Steven some instructions.

“It's not safe for Johanna to hail a cab all on her own and get home like that. Go with her.”

Steven understood that Armand wasn't actually worried about Johanna getting into trouble or anything, but he didn't say anything. He simply got out of the car.

After Armand and Genevieve left, Johanna received a phone call.

“Steven, my friend is waiting for me in the parking lot over there, so I'll be heading home in her car. Bye,” said Johanna who was actually giving a random excuse just to leave quickly.

She waited until Steven was no longer within earshot before she called the person back.

“How did it go?”

After a brief conversation, Johanna said, “Thank you for your hard work. I will wire the money to you soon.”

She hung up the call and was in a daze for a moment, but she regained her footing quickly. Hence, she looked like any regular pedestrian when she stepped on the zebra crossing.

The Maybach was driving down the road. No one spoke, so all anyone could hear was the wipers clearing the raindrops away.

Genevieve leaned against the window on the right side so she would see the guy sitting behind the wheels whenever she looked up. She noticed how his enormous arm, which was resting on the steering wheel, was wearing a rather unique watch.

I think that is the watch I gave him all those years ago.

Just as Genevieve was going to break the silence, Armand's phone, which he had left on the armrest box, rang.

Armand picked the call up and put it on speaker.

“Mr. Faulkner, my event has just concluded,” said a lady with a melodious voice from the other end of the line. “My manager said that he saw your car parked outside when he came to the mall.”

Armand murmured a reply before saying, “I was going to pick you up, but I have to drop a friend off now, so please take a minivan home.”

Sylvie didn't complain or throw a tantrum. She didn't ask any other questions, either. “Okay. Drive safe.”

Genevieve recalled how things were when she was shopping earlier. She overheard some of the customers say that a company hired a celebrity to promote its product in the mall that day.

Huh, who would've thought that the celebrity in question is Sylvie? It's even more surprising to know that the person Armand was picking up was actually her. What an a*shole! A friend? Puh-lease! She is so much more than a simple friend! She'd be the mother of your child if she could.

He's right about that. Sylvie didn't need to worry since I would not have bothered hanging out with this a*shole if Johanna hadn't pushed me earlier.

I guess he is not completely heartless, after all. He didn't drop me off at the entrance and make me run in the rain.