Chapter 675
After taking care of the discharge procedures for Genevieve, Jack took her and returned to Regality Gardens in the afternoon.
Rosa knew Genevieve would have difficulty moving around after the car accident and thus had people install some accessibility facilities throughout the house early that morning.
While sipping on the mushroom soup which Rosa prepared, Genevieve said to Jack, “Why don‘t you head back to Dartan? I‘m worried about the two kids.”
“‘They‘re doing fine. The guards are looking after them. Besides, Lucian is a smart boy.” Seeing her hair getting in the way while eating, the man Jeaned closer to Genevieve and carefully tucked the strands of hair
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dangling by the sides of her face behind her ears. “Just look at you now. How can I possibly leave you alone?”
Jack‘s dry and rough fingers touched her cheeks, and instinctively, she dodged away.
At that, he narrowed his darkened gaze.
After the meal, the two proceeded to do their stuff without interfering with each other–Jack settled his work matters in the study, and Genevieve massaged her legs as part of her rehabilitation exercises as told by her doctor.
Around seven in the evening, Genevieve wheeled herself into the bedroom to retrieve her fully charged phone on the nightstand.
It was then she saw the message Charlotte sent about thirty minutes
ago. The message read: Didn‘t you disagree when I asked you for Bruce previously? What‘s going on now?
Bewildered by her question, Genevieve replied: What is it?
Charlotte: Your company is selling Bruce to Vitric Entertainment. My uncle told me last night. It seems like they‘re already in a discussion. Do you not know about that?
During the stay in the hospital, Genevieve had barely touched her phone other than going on video calls with the two kids.
Hence, she was unaware of the company‘s latest news.
After exiting WhatsApp, she made a call to James. “I heard you guys are going to sell Bruce off. Why didn‘t you inform me about it?”
“Il was Mr. Valentine‘s instructions.”
James sounded a little confused. “I thought you knew about it.”
Aren‘t the two of them a couple?
Wearing a stern expression, Genevieve was about to reply when she abruptly recalled that even though Jack had handed the production company to her, it was still a subsidiary of Helt Corporation, whose boss was Jack.
While she was still in a momentary daze, Jack knocked on the door and walked in from outside.
Genevieve ended the call right away and turned her wheelchair toward Jack‘s direction. “Why did you sell Bruce off?”
“He isn‘t contributing to the company anyway. Why can‘t I sell him off?” The man thought nothing of it.
The fact that he can say that shows that he must‘ve sent his men to keep a close eye on my every move.
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