Chapter 481-490

Chapter 481 I Overestimated Myself Genevieve arrived at Regality Gardens, simmering with anger. Rosa was in her room. When she heard the commotion, she came out to the living room to see Genevieve sulking. “Ms. Rachford, would you like something to eat?” “No, thanks. You can go to bed now,” Genevieve responded coolly. She hung her coat and bag on the rack before entering the pantry. Hearing that, Rosa went back to her room quietly. Genevieve got herself a glass of ice water. She had just drank a few sips when her phone beeped. It was an email notification. An unknown sender had just sent her an email. She clicked into the email and saw a video. Despite the dim lighting, she saw Sylvie and Armand who seemed to be in a hotel room. “Mando, let me get you some water,” Sylvie offered. Armand hugged her from her back tightly and said in a low voice, “Don’t leave me.” In response, Sylvie flung her arms around him and stood on her tiptoes to kiss him. The last shred of sanity holding Genevieve together faded into thin air after she finished watching the video. She smashed the glass on the tabletop. The glass broke into pieces upon impact, and the broken pieces cut into her skin. Blood trickled down her wrist. Alas, Genevieve paid no heed to her injury and stared at her phone screen, which had dimmed. That night, she had rushed to the hotel and saw Sylvie opening the door. Thus, she was sure that they had done something inside the room. Watching this video was pure torture for her. If they are together, then what about my return to the country and my recent efforts? Looks like I’ve overestimated myself. Genevieve stood in the pantry for some time until she managed to calm down. She then grabbed her phone and sent a text to Armand. Genevieve: This is the last time. If I come to you again, feel free to call me a pig! After sending the text, she deleted all his contacts and stalked into her bedroom. The sight of the pillow on her bed made her fume silently. She ended up stuffing it into the depths of her closet before marching off to the bathroom. Genevieve meant what she said. She didn’t go to Armand and threw herself into work.

Johanna didn’t disappoint her. After starting work at the production company, Johanna had arranged new stylists for a few important celebrities so they could get styles that suited them better. When she was free, she would alter the celebrities’ outfits for normal events or gowns for red carpet events. One black swan evening gown that she had altered for a female celebrity had allowed the latter to outshine the rest in an event. The company didn’t need to publish anything, for the gown alone had created an uproar online. The netizens got to know that Genevieve Orsi Productions had hired a new fashion director that was extremely talented. As a result, the company managed to attract everyone’s attention. One morning, Timothy was dropping off Johanna at the company when they ran into Genevieve. “Genev!” Johanna scurried toward her. Timothy was still around. At the sight of his wife running away, he yelled, “Darling, slow down! Remember to take a break every thirty minutes. Be careful when you go to the restroom…” Johanna scowled unhappily. She pretended not to hear him and followed Genevieve into the building. Inside the elevator, they swiped their card to get to their floor. Johanna uttered, “I heard that Gustav, who often wins the Oscars, is preparing to film a new movie. He has decided on the male lead, but other roles are still up for grabs.

Sylvie hasn’t won any international awards, so she is most probably vying to get the role for herself.” Genevieve responded calmly, “She’s riding on someone’s coattails, right? He will get her anything she wants even if she demands the stars.” “I wonder if she told Armand about this.” Johanna shrugged. “If she did, I think she’ll get the role, seeing how influential Armand is.” “The day before yesterday, Sylvie’s manager accompanied her to the audition in Baykeep. The director didn’t accept her.” “What does that have to do with me?” Genevieve’s expression was frosty. “If you want to talk about her and Armand, I refuse to listen to that.”

Chapter 482 You Lost Knowing that Genevieve was mad at Armand, Johanna gave her a reassuring pat on the shoulder. “I heard that Beluga Media invested thirty million in Gustav’s movie. The vice president of Beluga Media graduated from the same school as Gustav, so they are on good terms. Cooper knows him too, right? Tell Cooper to ask the vice president of Beluga Media for a supporting male lead for Bruce,” she suggested. Genevieve gave her a look. “Why are you so concerned about Bruce?” “I used to be his fan. He’s a hunk!” Johanna answered matter-of-factly. “Besides, we signed a contract with him to earn money. We can’t ignore him, can we?” Genevieve massaged her brows.

“I’ll ask him later.” They had a meeting that morning, so Johanna followed Genevieve to the conference room. When they walked out of the elevator, Genevieve’s secretary ran to them. “Ms. Rachford, Joyce is waiting for you in the reception room,” she reported. Afraid that Genevieve couldn’t remember who Joyce was, she added, “She’s Sylvie’s ex-manager.” Hearing that, Genevieve narrowed her eyes. After getting a new manager for Sylvie, Genevieve hired someone secretly to contact Joyce. The person offered Joyce a high salary and agreed to pay the compensation for her. Hence, Joyce thought it was true and handed her resignation letter to Genevieve. Genevieve approved her resignation and told her to pay the compensation within a week. After her resignation was approved, Joyce contacted the company to realize that there was no such person. She had been tricked. As a result, Joyce had to fork out the money herself. Even if she could pay the compensation, Cooper had warned all production companies not to hire her. She was effectively blacklisted from the industry. There was no way out. “Is she here to pay the compensation?” Genevieve asked.

“If the answer is no, I won’t see her. It’s just a waste of my time.” “No,” her secretary answered. “Deal with her, then.” Genevieve spun on her heels to leave. Johanna overheard the entire exchange. After Genevieve left, she whispered something to the secretary, and they both went to the reception room. Genevieve worked hard the entire morning. At one in the afternoon, she headed to Jan’s house. She had been to Jan’s house three times in the afternoon to give Shirley violin lessons. Under Genevieve’s teaching, Shirley could play a complete song and was also more cheerful now. Shirley beamed happily when Genevieve arrived and ran downstairs to welcome her. “Ms. Rachford!” Genevieve responded with a faint smile before she led Shirley upstairs. Jan doted on his daughter. After Genevieve taught her for the firs time, he immediately renovated an empty room into a music classroom the next day. Inside the room, Genevieve removed her jacket and placed it on a chair. “Shirley, I’ll teach you a new song today!” Shirley brightened up and nodded excitedly. “Sure!” Genevieve taught her how to play and told her to practice the song herself. She was about to rest when her phone rang. It was a call from Jack. When the call was connected, Jack told her, “Genev, looks like you’ve lost.” His voice was deep and charming as usual.

Genevieve knew he had planted many spies to spy on her and that he knew everything that she did. Marching over to the window, she stared out and pursed her lips. “As long as he isn’t married to another woman, I still have a chance.” “Genev, why are you making things difficult for yourself?” Jack sighed. Instead of responding to him, Genevieve hung up. Right then, the housekeeper knocked on the door to bring her coffee and milk. “Ms. Rachford, do you want some snacks?” “No, thanks.” She planned to leave around four in the afternoon. The housekeeper placed the coffee and milk on the table.