Chapter 761
Right after the taxi arrived at the university gates, Genevieve spotted Harry standing outside the gates with his head lowered as he looked at his phone.
“Harry!” She wound the car window down and called out to him.
Harry lifted his head, only to lock gazes with her. His eyes were ebony in color, and his long eyebrows were slightly curved upward, forming an alluring peak.
His eyes lit up when he caught sight of Genevieve, and he strode over to her.
Genevieve was stunned for a moment, a strange feeling rising within her. Without allowing her time to ponder upon it, Harry had already swung open the car door and climbed into the car. His clean and sweet aroma swept over her.
Seeing that she was spacing out, Harry waved his hand in her face. “Are you okay, Genevieve?”
“I'm fine.” Genevieve swiftly snapped back to her senses and handed him a cup of milkshake.
Initially, they could take the subway straight to Baykeep. Unfortunately, that route was under maintenance that week, so they could only go by car via the highway.
Harry thanked her with a grin. Inserting the straw, he drank two sips of milkshake before he asked out of the blue, “Genevieve, I forgot to ask you this back then—do you have a boyfriend?”
“Nope.” Chortling, Genevieve added, “But I have a husband.”
Harry lowered his eyes, seemingly very much disappointed. Following that, he couldn't help asking, “I've never seen you calling him. Has your relationship with him fractured?”
Genevieve perceptively discerned something from his tone. Just when she was about to speak, the taxi took a hard hit.
Caught off guard, she hurtled forward. Fortunately, Harry was quick to react and held her arm back. Otherwise, her head would have slammed into the front seat.
Before they could compose themselves, the taxi had already been surrounded by several black cars.
The taxi driver had a man with a black hood outside the car pointing a gun at his head, so he tremblingly unlocked the car doors. At once, someone yanked the car door open and dragged Genevieve and Harry out, slipping a black hood over their heads.
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