My Flirtacious Husband (Genevieve and Armand) novel Chapter 486

Armand stared at the two women near the cliff's edge, clenching his fists briefly before loosening them. He said in a low voice, “Mrs. Wasco, I can guarantee nothing is going on between Ms. Rachford and your husband.”

Hearing that, Brenda looked at Armand, then at Cooper. She recognized both of them.

Suddenly, she turned to Genevieve with a sneer. “Such is the power of your beauty, Ms. Rachford. Look! Both of your exes are here. No wonder my husband would often go to your house. And with someone like you, it's no wonder he couldn't hold himself back.”

Clearly sensing the murderous intent radiating from Cooper's body, Jan glared at Brenda. How reckless and nonsensical! Oh, how I wish I could tape her mouth shut!

An idea seemed to occur to Brenda as she glanced at the car behind the men. “Mr. Faulkner and Mr. Sutton, let's play a game. If you win, I'll let Genevieve go.”

Cooper looked grave as he asked, “What game do you want to play?”

“I want one of you to stand near the edge. Then, the other has to drive the car toward him. If the latter manages to stop the vehicle within ten centimeters of the former, both of you win,” Brenda replied.

Armand and the others paled when they heard that.

That game of hers is no different from putting one's life on the line! Even the slightest miscalculation on the driver's part will cause the car to ram into the other person and send him plunging to the bottom!

“Brenda Yoder...” Jan muttered, infuriated.

Afraid that Jan would say something that would provoke Brenda further, Cooper immediately swung a fist at Jan's face, rendering him unconscious.

Genevieve's face also turned ashen, but she quickly recovered her composure and said calmly, “No need for games. If you want to jump, then go ahead. What's there to fear about death?”

“Be quiet,” Armand uttered coldly. “She's asking us, not you.”

Taken aback, Genevieve stared at him.

Is he mad at me?

Armand shrugged off his coat and tossed it onto the ground. Just as he was about to step forward, Cooper hurried over and stopped him.

“I'll go.”

“No, I'll go.” Armand looked calm as he pushed Cooper's hand away.

In his heart, he knew very well that the distance was too close for comfort. Even someone with top-notch driving skills could not guarantee that they would be able to stop the car in time.

Hence, it was almost certain that the person standing outside would end up dead.

Cooper had still been hesitant a moment earlier, but when he saw Armand's behavior, realization dawned on him.

He reached out and gripped Armand's arm firmly. “I'm not backing down, Armand. I'm only doing this because I know your driving skills are better than mine. You can do it.”