My Flirtacious Husband (Genevieve and Armand) novel Chapter 691

Chapter 691 Making Deals With Me

After a moment of silence, Sylvie's chuckle could be heard. “You only have suspicions. If you had the evidence, you wouldn't have your classmate look for the test result at the DNA-testing center.”

“I'm just curious. I wanted to find out how you've managed to get someone to swap the real report for a fake one at the DNA-testing center without having any power.”

Perhaps Sylvie had been sure that the other woman would be dead soon, for she let down her guard and said, “You're right that I'm powerless, but some people just love making deals with me.”

Then, the next sound that came was the sound of a knife slicing through skin and the agonized groans of a woman.

Cooper's hand, which he rested on the table, clenched into a fist. The veins on the back of his hand popped. If not for him holding himself back to the best of his ability, he would have lunged toward Sylvie and broken her neck.

A few minutes later, Sylvie's voice sounded out again. “I would've submitted to fate if Jack hadn't made the deal with me back then. But he has presented me with a great life. How could I possibly say no to that? I know that he wants to use me to deal with Armand, but I'm willing to play the part to get what I want. Don't blame me for this but blame Jack instead.”

The recording was not long; it soon came to an end. However, it had been played on speakers, so everyone in the area could hear it.

By then, Sylvie looked as if she had seen a ghost.

Back then, Jane had come alone, so Sylvie answered Jane's questions as she was sure that Jane would bring her secrets to the grave.

Yet, she never thought that Jane would have uploaded the recording in real-time.

Even Herbert—a man who had always been calm and collected—could not help but stay transfixed for a long time. In fact, he even felt a chill run down his spine at Sylvie's lack of mercy.

Then, he turned around to look at Sylvie.

The elderly man said nothing, but Sylvie's heart was thumping loudly against her ribcage nevertheless. She forced herself to stay collected as she argued, “While it's true this is my voice, I've never said these things before. Someone must have recorded my voice and clipped it all together to make this! Genevieve, I know that you've always disliked me, but you can't accuse me of this!”

Sylvie then raised her hand and swore, “I'll suffer a terrible death if I really did this—if I killed Jane.”

Herbert's lips parted, seemingly ready to say something about Sylvie's oath.