Chapter 1001-1010

Chapter 1001

Genevieve checked the time on her phone and looked at Armand beside her. “It’s late. You should get going,” she muttered, shooing him away.

“Rosa isn’t coming back tonight,” Armand said. “Aren’t you scared to be alone at home?”

Genevieve retorted, “This house is worth tens of millions. Its sheer worth would frighten away even the most vengeful of ghosts. Why should I be scared?”

Armand could not help but laugh, finding his Mrs. Faulkner far too adorable.

He was thoroughly enchanted by her narcissism, sense of superiority, and cheeriness.

Worried he would disgust her by pushing her too quickly, Armand grabbed his car keys from the coffee table.