Chapter 245 Why Did She Bring Armand Lunch
After what seemed like forever, Armand tore off his necktie and wrapped it around his bleeding fist. He then grabbed his telephone and made an internal call. “Have a janitor come clean up my office.”
Having finished lunch, Genevieve decided to walk Cooper and Christopher downstairs.
“Do you have friends you can trust in Xedells?” she asked while pushing the elevator button.
Cooper looked at her through the mirror’s reflection. “I do have a few. What are you planning?”
“The Wood family needs housekeepers, right? Have your friend hire some locals from a maid agency. Pick those who are in their forties with poor financial backgrounds and lots of children to feed. I’ll make some phone calls and have the guys at Xedells make the arrangements as soon as possible,” Genevieve said with an eyebrow arched while sticking her hand into her pocket.
Oh, I know what she’s going to do next. Good thing I’m still useful to her…
Cooper stepped out of the elevator with Christopher on the first floor.
“Is Ms. Rachford going to plant spies in the Wood family to monitor their every move?” Christopher asked curiously.
“Huh? You don’t know?” Cooper asked.
“Is that not the case?”
Cooper smiled when he saw that Christopher, who was usually smart, was struggling to understand Genevieve’s words. “This means her heart and mine are connected.”
Having walked Cooper and Christopher to the door, Genevieve was about to return to her department when she got a phone call.
“I haven’t had lunch. Buy me something from the cafeteria and bring it to my office,” Armand said in his usual deep voice.
This was the first time he had called her after not seeing each other for so long.
Genevieve was actually enjoying his absence and wished it would drag on for another month or two, so Armand asking her to get him lunch put a frown on her face.
Despite cursing at him inside her head, Genevieve kept her tone light and friendly as she asked, “Okay, what would you like to have?”
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