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
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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.
Noticing the pajamas on her lap, he pushed her into the bathroom.
“The company has spent a bomb to sign the contract with Bruce. We‘ve also invested in Brian‘s
movie...” Genevieve uttered.
“I‘m not short of money,” Jack interrupted her. “Genev, why do you show so much care to an actor who
has a terrible reputation?”
Genevieve pursed her lips and said nothing as her eyelashes quivered ever so slightly.
Upon entering the bathroom, he bent down before her and helped her remove her clothes.
As realization dawned upon her, she artfully avoided Jack‘s hands and muttered, “There are
accessibility facilities in here. I can shower by myself.”
“The bathroom here and the one in the hospital‘s private ward aren‘t the same. If you accidentally fall
again, you‘ll have to be bedridden for another month,” the man said.
Genevieve gripped her sweater tightly and nervously replied, “I‘ll get Rosa to help me.”
Jack forcefully pulled the wheelchair toward him and broke into a cold smile. “You‘ve kissed Bruce and
perhaps even gone to bed with him. Yet, you‘re unwilling to let me help you shower?”
Astonishment filled her heart as she averted her gaze toward him.
The fact that he can say that shows that he must‘ve sent his men to keep a close eye on my every move.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmNonetheless, Genevieve did not attempt to explain herself as she did
not see the need to account for something that had happened in the past. “I‘ve told you back in Dartan
that I have no feelings for you and that I hope you can be with the woman you love.”
“Perhaps I‘m inferior if you compare me against Armand. But how could
that mere actor be comparable to me?” Jack was beyond amused and
flabbergasted.
He had put his mind at ease and allowed Genevieve to return because he presumed she would not fall
in love with another man again.
Little did he imagine that he had made a mistake.
With a firm grip on the back of Genevieve‘s head, Jack forced her to look at him. “Genevieve, I‘m rich
and powerful. Am I not better in every way as compared to that useless actor?
Or is it that I‘m not good–looking enough? I only have eyes for you ever since I‘ve known you. And it‘s
still the same now. But...”
He stared at her delicate face and couldn‘t help but curse, “Are you f*cking blind? Huh?”
Yeah, that‘s true. It‘s obvious Bruce and Jack are on different levels.
However, strange enough, there was something even Genevieve herself could not wrap her head
around. Despite spending so much time with Jack for many years, she remained uninterested and had
no feelings for him. On the contrary, she would sometimes feel her heart thumping uncontrollably for
Bruce though she had known him for only a couple of months.
Feeling her heart clenching in pain, Genevieve furrowed her brows.
Jack‘s gaze only grew gloomier at the sight of the look on her face. “I thought you got together with him
for ty. But I guess that‘s not it. Y–You must have fallen for him.”