My Flirtacious Husband (Genevieve and Armand) novel Chapter 437

Sylvie's manager, Joyce, was also in the ward.

When she saw the resemblance between Genevieve and Sylvie, a look of surprise instantly crept over her face.

She was always following Sylvie around, so she knew the resemblance wasn't obvious when the latter went makeup free.

After the professional makeup artists had worked their magic on Sylvie, however, there was no doubt she'd bear a much more striking resemblance to Genevieve.

That said, even with a full face of makeup, Sylvie would still pale in comparison to Genevieve, especially now that the latter was both her boss and the CEO of Genevieve Orsi Productions.

“Oh, it wasn't Sylvie's fault,” Joyce hastily explained after catching the hint in Sylvie's glance. “The event organizer didn't provide enough security guards, so they couldn't stop the fans from storming up the stage.”

The next second, Joyce rolled up Sylvie's pant leg, revealing the big, nasty bruise on her fair skin. “Look how badly she fell. Her calf is all bruised. The doctor said Sylvie will need to stay in the hospital for at least two weeks, which means we'll have to put her work on hold...”

Genevieve winced at the gnarly leg bruise and said sympathetically, “Yes, the injury sure looks bad. Have a good rest, then. I'll let the assistant manager know about it.”

“By the way, Ms. Rachford, I wanted to ask you something...” Joyce replied. “As you know, Sylvie has been starring in movies since she joined the entertainment industry, and her latest works earned her critical acclaim. You may not be aware of this, but there's a big difference between doing movies and TV dramas. Don't you think letting her act in a drama would be belittling her?”

Genevieve turned to the woman on the hospital bed and smiled. “Sylvie, can't you speak for yourself? Why must everything go through someone else?”

“But I'm her manager—”

Alas, before Joyce could finish her words, Genevieve interrupted coldly, “You're one of the managers working for our company. She isn't the only artist you have, is she?”

Terrified, Joyce ducked her head and said nothing more.