Genevieve originally came to find Xenia to make some pajamas. However, she unexpectedly ended up chatting with Sienna for a while, and then with Xenia. Time flew by so quickly that it was already dark outside the store.
Genevieve picked up her phone and sent a message to Armand, telling him that she would pick him up at the government office.
“I'll go back and ask around. If it turns out that Mr. Joshua was indeed wronged, I'll have my husband think of a solution,” Genevieve said. After finishing her statement, she stood up and bid farewell to Xenia.
After driving to the vicinity of the government office building, Genevieve waited for a while and saw Armand coming out from inside.
Not only him, but there were also three or four government officials wearing suits.
The man wore a suit with a black overcoat issued by the government draped over it. It was a common outfit, but his broad shoulders and long legs set him apart from the people around him.
Genevieve leaned on the steering wheel, gazing intently at the man not far away through the windshield of the car in front.
She thought to herself, the royal and noble descendants mentioned in ancient times must have been like Armand. Even if he were to work at a construction site carrying bricks, his innate nobility would still be impossible to conceal.
As Armand approached the car, Genevieve unlocked it.
After Armand bent down to get into the car, she leaned in a little closer and reached over to help him fasten his seatbelt on one side.
“Mando, are you tired from work today?”
Armand gently touched her cheek and smiled faintly, “I was quite tired, but since you came to pick me up and provided such great service, I suddenly don't feel tired anymore.”
Upon hearing this, Genevieve looked up and kissed him, “Tonight, I'll give you a shoulder massage as a reward for your hard work.”
“You seem a bit off,” Armand squinted slightly.
“What's wrong with me?”
Armand said, “You're usually too lazy to even pick up your own child, let alone come to get me and offer to give me a shoulder massage tonight. Did you set up a beauty trap for me to fall into?”
“Am I really that despicable?” Genevieve pouted, “I just missed you so much, that's why I came to pick you up.”
Armand glanced down at her and asked, “Why are you looking around so nervously if you're just here to see me for no reason?”
“Can't I have nimble eyes?” Genevieve huffed, sitting back down and fastening her seatbelt. She then drove Armand to the mall to go shopping.
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