My Flirtacious Husband (Genevieve and Armand) novel Chapter 514

Meanwhile, Jack had prepared sandwiches for breakfast.

While he was seated at the dining table with Genevieve and eating the sandwiches, she received a call from the assistant manager of her production company. “Ms. Rachford, Ms. Clasen has just called to inform us that she'll be in the office at ten later to terminate her contract with our company.”

Genevieve had planned to go to the office to ban Sylvie in all aspects, hindering her from appearing on the screen. Never had she expected that the latter would take the first step.

Devoid of expression, Genevieve swallowed the food in her mouth and asked, “She wants to terminate her contract? Can she afford to pay the termination fee?”

“I have no idea. Could you please drop by the office a while later?”

“Okay!” After hanging up, Genevieve turned to tell Jack, “Sylvie Clasen intends to terminate her contract with Genevieve Orsi Productions. I need to go to the office later.”

Jack responded, “I'm not accompanying you then as I have to go to Xedells.”

“Why are you going there?” Genevieve asked curiously.

“I plan to dig up Cesar Faulkner's grave and toss his ashes into the sea.” He grinned.

Sensing that Genevieve was petrified, he stretched out his hand to stroke her chin. “I'm only pulling your leg. Since he's dead, what can I do with his ashes? I'm going there to settle something else.”

Genevieve merely plastered a smile on her face.

Even though she did not have feelings toward Armand anymore, she did not wish to see Jack commit such a heinous deed in his bid to take revenge.

After breakfast, Jack headed straight for the airport, whereas Genevieve drove to the office by herself.

The moment she stepped into the office, the receptionist updated her, “Ms. Rachford, a lady named Jane Faulkner is waiting for you in the reception room.”

She nodded and walked down the corridor toward the reception room.

In the meantime, Jane was seated on the couch in the reception room while flipping through a magazine. Compared to four years ago, her cheeks had plumped up a bit. However, she still looked pale and weak as a kitten.

Flipping through the magazine, she had to cover her mouth with a handkerchief as she still coughed at times. Whenever she coughed, her entire body shook uncontrollably.

Catching sight of Jane in such a pathetic state, Genevieve felt sympathetic toward her. She softened her tone before asking, “Jane, how are you feeling now?”

Jane looked up at once and put the magazine on the table.

“Much better now. I couldn't step out of the house previously as I kept coughing. At least now I can step out without being followed by the maids. I'll be fine as long as I take my medicine on time,” Jane replied softly.