Chapter 230 How Dare You Mess With My People
Genevieve’s red lips curled up, and she let out a chuckle when she heard that. “Marilyn’s a world-renowned violinist, so this instrument must be of considerable value to her. I thought you might have to spend at least half an hour in negotiation.”
“She was afraid that Armand might find out about this.” While Cooper spoke, he observed for any change in Genevieve’s expression. “Seems like she really cares about Armand.”
Genevieve beamed even more brightly. “Yeah, it’s not hard to tell.”
As Cooper grew up with Genevieve, it only took one facial reading for him to decipher what was on her mind.
Once he had his doubts addressed, his mood became markedly improved.
Pulling open the car door, he said in a low voice, “There’s someone you’ll want to meet, Genev. Let me take you there.”
“Sure.” Clutching the violin, Genevieve got in.
She has no idea who she is to meet, and she didn’t even ask. She seems comfortable enough about leaving it to me to arrange things.
Cooper’s heart warmed up a little inside.
So long as Genevieve was able to continue to trust in him like that, he would give anything to have their relationship revert to the way it had been before everything went so horribly wrong for the Rachford family.
Fifteen minutes later, Cooper’s Bentley came up to the rear entrance of a club.
After he brought Genevieve inside, they were ushered to one of the private rooms on the second floor.
It was a karaoke room that was warmly lit, and inside was a middle-aged man in his forties. The man was bound to a chair with his mouth sealed with tape, and the right side of his face looked a little swollen.
The man strained his eyes to look when he heard the door open, and his pupils shrunk at the sight of Cooper making his way in alongside Genevieve.
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