“Sylvie has said everything I wanted to say earlier,” the man finally uttered after a long while.
The expression on his face was mild as ever, and Genevieve could not tell whether or not he was angry or happy. “I'm no longer an artist under Genevieve Orsi, so I don't think you can lord over what I post on Twitter, Ms. Rachford.”
At that very second, it was as if someone had torn off a part of Genevieve's heart. It ached, and the air around her seemed to thin out.
Genevieve bit down hard on her lip, forcing the physical pain to overwhelm the heartache she felt.
When Armand saw that she was biting her lower lip to the point it was bleeding, his heart ached as well. He wanted to step forward to wipe away the droplets of blood on her lip and tell her to stop.
However, he could not do that. All he could do was turn his head aside and look away.
The moment Genevieve smelled blood, her mind cleared a little. She then asked the man, “Didn't you say that you hated women? Why did you marry Sylvie then? Why her?”
As Armand looked at her hands that were wrapped around the armrests, he muttered, “The kind of women I hate are the ones I'm not close with.”
“So you mean to tell me that you don't find women despicable if you're close to them?”
“Yes.”
“Very well! As expected of the man who has won the best actor award!” Genevieve raised her hands to clap for him. “You've shown me a new definition of 'I hate women. Since you're so adamant about being together with Sylvie, you'll be shouldering her debts as well.”
Anger surged through her veins when she saw no changes in the look in his eyes. Then, she took the bag on her lap and began hitting the man.
Each and every punch was a strong blow.
Sylvie knew how heavy the steel chain of that bag was, and she knew how painful it would be if it was used as a whip.
Hence, she was startled by how crazy Genevieve was when the latter hit the man. Just as she was about to stop Genevieve, Genevieve halted.
She then asked Cooper to carry her back into her car.
Once Genevieve was inside, she looked through the half-wound-down window and swept her gaze across Sylvie and Bruce. “I hope you'll be quick to flee from my line of sight whenever you see me. My driver's driving skill isn't top-notched, but I won't be taking responsibility if he were to run you over.”
The threat in her words made a chill creep down Sylvie's spine.
After Cooper's car was gone, Joash, who had been waiting behind them, quickly drove the minivan over. Armand then pulled the door open and stepped into the car.
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