Chapter 598
By the time she stepped out, the sky was already dark, while licavy traffic filled the streets. When she caught a glimpse of rainbow-like colors from afar, she realized that they were from a Ferris whiccl after taking a closer look.
It wasn’t until she arrived in her car that she could see that it was a small-scalc amusement park.
Rumor had it that a local tycoon had proposed to his wife on a Ferris wheel, leading him to build thic amusement park so that he could share the beauty of a Ferris whiccl with the city’s residents.
Given that he could make a profit from the amusement park and have fun with his wife there every day, it was a fantastic way to kill two birds with one stone.
Due to the amusement park’s strategic location-surrounded by malls and hotels-it would be packed with visitors every night and had become one of the city’s landmarks.
Just when Genevieve was queueing to buy a ticket, she heard a deep voice call out from behind her.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt“Ms. Rachford.”
Turning around by reflex, she was greeted by the sight of a towering man wearing a cap and face mask. With his head lowered, his eyes were staring intently at her.
Having recognized him instantly, Genevieve was stunned. “Why are you here?”
I the Ferris wheel was on my way home, I decided to come by and take
a look.”
Realizing that it was Genevieve’s turn, Bruce pulled out some notes from his leather wallet and stuffed them through the ticket counter window. “Two tickets for the Ferris wheel, please.”
When he leaned across her, Genevieve felt as if she was cocooned in his arms.
As she caught a whiff of his fragrant scent, she was beset by a nostalgic sensation. Nonetheless. she squeezed her way to the side to put some distance between them.
Upon leaving the ticket booth together, they headed to the park’s entrance. “When Joash informed me about the visit to the art exhibition, I thought it was you who invited me. Thus, I was surprised to see Ms. Benson there.”
Detecting the displeasure in his voice, Genevieve felt a little guilty over the incident.
“Charlotte was excited to meet you but couldn’t get a hold of you. Hence, she got me to help her and I agreed to do so.”
Cognizant that she was put in a spol, Bruce replica in a deep voice, “The next time she asks you to do something similar, just tell it as it is to Joash. I’ll naturally handle it and won’t make things difficult for you.”
Genevieve threw him a glance with a curious tilt of her head. “Do you know who Charlotte is?”
“I do. Her father is that famous real estatc tycoon,” Bruce casually replied with his hand in his pocket.
“She’s interested in you,” Genevieve revcalca.
Given how precious Charlotte is to the influential Mr. Benson–who only had her later in his life– Bruce‘s career could get a huge boost from her father is he got together with Charlotte
Bruce simply grunted in acknowledgment.
Both of them chatted as they walked and quickly arrived at the bottom of the Ferris wheel. After waiting for a few minutes, they managed to get into one of its capsules.
Watching the Ferris wheel ascend in the dark night, Genevieve began to feel fcar creep into her.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmMeanwhile, Bruce, who was seated opposite her, finally answered her question from earlier, “I suffer from a strong sense of misogyny. Therefore, the closer she gets to me, the more I’ll resent her.”
“Isn’t that just an excuse?” Genevieve doubted his words. “Even though I’m your boss, I’m still a woman.”
Recalling the previous incident, she asked him by reflex, “If you hate women, why did you feed me the medication with your mouth that night…”
She was suddenly filled with embarrassment before she finished her sentence.
As a look of amusement flashed across Bruce’s eye, he consciously tried to put her at ease. “It’s not an excuse. I just feel comfortable interacting with you.”
Even though Genevieve refused to let her imagination run wild, she couldn’t deny how flirtatious his words were.
By the time the capsule they were in had reached high into the sky, she fixed her gaze on the metal door instead of looking out. “I’m already married, and my children are already four.
Therefore, there’s no need for you to waste your time on me. That aside, I’ll still look out for you on the account of Johanna.”
Leaning back into his chair, Bruce observed her exquisite features. “Ms. Rachford, are you interested in having supper?”
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