My Flirtacious Husband

Chapter 78 Miss Wood

There were only a few newcomers in each department of Central Group, but the company had many

departments. When so many newcomers and executives of each department gathered together, the

atmosphere in the banquet hall became extraordinarily lively.

Sitting at the table with her name written, Genevieve drank a glass of champagne lazily and recalled

the scenes in the elevator just now.

I told him not to reveal a word about our marriage. Was it because he took it to the heart that he was

indifferent toward me before the company’s executives? But wouldn’t it be too much for him to ignore

me to such an extent?

Genevieve emptied the glass of champagne with frustration. She took out her phone to surf the internet

boringly, only to see the trending search about Marilyn Wood, who was touted as a rare talent in the

music industry.

Marilyn had performed nearly a hundred solo recitals and released violin albums, not to mention she

was beautiful and once nominated as one of the best female faces in the world.

Wherever she went, she would cause a commotion.

It was just that Marilyn slowly faded out of the public eye a year ago. For a long time, there wasn’t any

news about her anywhere.

When Genevieve tapped into the trending topic about Marilyn, the first thing that showed up was an

original tweet by her.

In the picture, Marilyn, who only showed her upper body, was wearing a long knitted dress and holding

a brown wood-colored violin. She smiled at the camera faintly, her face filled with happiness.

Marilyn wrote: I received a violin from you-know-who. It’s the legacy of Master Emeti. I like it so much

and will treasure it always.

The underlying message revealed by Marilyn in her words caused an uproar among the netizens.

A netizen wrote: Could it be that Ms. Wood did not show up for a long time because she got married?

Is her husband a musician as well?

Another netizen commented: Rumor has it that the name of this violin is called Night Breeze. It was

made by Master Emeti for his beloved woman. However, he passed away right after he finished making

the violin.

Yet another netizen commented: The way Ms. Wood addressed her beloved was so warm.

Even though Genevieve was not interested in the real identity of the man in Marilyn’s tweet, when she

looked at the knitted dress the latter was wearing in the picture, she could not help but feel that she had

seen someone wearing it before.

Then, she glanced downward, and her gaze landed on the violin in Marilyn’s hand. After zooming in on

the violin, she was stunned.

Patrick had gifted her a violin a few days ago, saying it was an employment gift.

Although Genevieve barely touched a violin those few years, she could tell which violin was genuine

and which was fake.

The Night Breeze made by Master Emeti that I received is authentic. But the one Marilyn has with her

is not a fake too…

“Genev, why did you just sit here and drink?” At that moment, Patrick came looking for Genevieve.

“Why didn’t you socialize and get acquainted with some executives from other departments?”

Putting his hand on the back of Genevieve’s chair, he raised his brows. “You’re just gonna stay here

and fiddle with your phone?”

“Patrick.” Genevieve raised her head to look at him. Out of curiosity, she asked, “Where did you buy the

violin you gave me?”

When Patrick heard her mention the violin, his expression changed slightly. It seemed that he felt

somewhat guilty.

Touching his nose, he replied sheepishly, “Um… Genev…”

Before Patrick could finish his words, Genevieve showed him her phone. “Look, Ms. Wood’s violin is

the same as the one you gave me.”

For a moment, Patrick did not remember who she was. When he lowered his head, saw the woman

holding the violin in the picture, and looked at the pendant on her chest, he was dumbfounded.

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“This… Is she Ms. Wood?”

“Exactly. Haven’t you seen her before in the hospital?” Genevieve glanced at him and continued, “Why

is your memory worse than a goldfish’s?”

Patrick stood still without saying a word for a long time.

He had never met Marilyn, but he could recognize the violin he bought. Besides that, he knew Armand

had the same pendant as the woman.

He never expected the Ms. Wood that Genevieve was talking about was Marilyn.

Genevieve did not notice Patrick’s expression. Looking at the picture on the phone, she said, “I’ve

zoomed in on Ms. Wood’s violin and taken a look. It’s genuine. I guess the one you gave me was fake.”

“Are those who produce a fake product so good now? They look just the same.”

“No.” After a short silence, Patrick pointed at her phone. “The violin with her is the one I gave you

previously.”

“Huh?” Genevieve looked at him with bewilderment.

Patrick lowered his gaze and scanned the woman in the picture. “I didn’t buy the violin. I stole it. I just

threw the money at the other party. I didn’t expect him to call the cops, and they soon found me… I

wanted to buy the violin by offering a higher price, but that guy refused. He asked me to return the

violin to him, or he would send me to jail.”

After listening to him, Genevieve was speechless. “I was in doubt back then. How could you buy a

violin even a famous person couldn’t buy? It turns out that you stole it.”