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Chapter 694
Cooper
did not want to let Sylvie oll the hook, but the call the night before had messed up his and Armand‘s pl
an.
He was angry, but there was nothing he could do.
Cooper swallowed
before crouching down to softly say to Genevieve, “I won‘t let her off, but her fate is currently tied to Br
uce‘s, so I can‘t do anything to her. I have to prioritize the company‘s
profits.”
Genevieve clenched her teeth. Then, a thought popped into her head. “Sylvic played the Zeigler family l
ike a fiddle. Do the Zeiglers not hate her?”
She would feel a little
happier even if the only thing she could get was the Zeiglers sending Sylvie to jail
However, Cooper squeezed out. “Sylvie‘s actions have indeed made Old Mr. Zeigler mad, but he did no
t want to hold her accountable anymore because she was friends with his granddaughter.”
“Friends” Genevieve barked out an angry laugh. “It‘s not like you don‘t know she‘s a skillful liar! Did
Old Mr. Zeigler believe her when she said she knew Herbert‘s granddaughter? Even if she really docs, I
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtsuspect that she might have killed Old Mr. Zeigler‘s granddaughter to take on her identity!”
Genevieve was livid, but she had nowhere to vent her anger. That was why she could not bring herself
to listen to anything Cooper said.
Then, Genevieve asked Cooper to send her to the airport.
On their way to the airport, Genevieve unblocked Bruce and called him. Nevertheless, no one answere
d the call.
Genevieve then called Charlotte and received Bruce‘s current location.
Once the
private jet landed at Jadeborough, Genevieve turned on her phone to see that Bruce seemed to be in a
car and heading somewhere.
Once Genevieve saw the location where his car stopped, she pursed her lips.
He had stopped at the City Hall.
He just posted the tweet this morning, but now he‘s at the city hall with Sylvie. That‘s swifi.
Upon reaching the City Hall, Genevieve called Bruce again.
It did not take Bruce long before picking up the call this time,
Genevieve was the first to speak “Bruce, delete your iweci. Sylvie owes me her life, and you‘re not allo
wed to marry her! Do you licar me?
Genevieve could not pinpoint any word to describe the complicated feelings she felt when she
saw the two confessions Bruce tweeted.
However, she knew well that she could not let these two marry.
Sylvic owed Johanna and Jane a life.
The only way Genevieve could feel relieved was if Sylvie was bedbound for the rest of her life.
However, the man on the other end of the line said nothing: Genevieve could only hear his soft breathin
g
Genevieve gritted her teeth. Just as she was about to curse at him, she saw the two people coming do
wn the stairs from the corner of her eye.
It was Bruce and Sylvie.
The man was wearing a light gray v–
collar sweater and a pair of slacks that fit his slender legs. As he was really tall, his height made him se
em intimidating,
He had his phone pressed against his right ear, but his eyes were
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmfixed on the inside of the car at the bottom of the stairs.
After staring through the mirror at his eyes for a few seconds, Genevieve ended the call. She then wait
ed for Cooper to carry her out of the car and into the wheelchair before she wheeled herself to the man
Then, she saw the red marriage certificate that Sylvie was holding.
She soon lifted her head to stare intently at the man. “If you didn‘t hear what I said on the phone earlier,
I‘ll repeat it again. Sylvie owes me her life, and I‘ll never let her off the hook!”
She then jabbed a finger at the City Hall behind the man and enunciated, “Geta divorce with her right n
ow and dclete those two tweets. I won‘t hold you accountable then.”
Sylvie glanced at the man beside her.
When she heard no response from him, she answered on his behalf. “Bruce has left for Vitric Entertain
ment a few days before. You‘re not his boss, so what right do you have to intervene in his business.”
Genevieve froze, She then thought about how Jack had told her he was going to sell Bruce off. She ne
ver thought that he would do that so swiftly.
Nevertheless, she said in an indifferent tone, “I‘m talking to Bruce.”
“I know, but.” Sylvie lifted the marriage certificate in her hand and shook it in Genevieve‘s face. “I‘m no
w married to Bruce–As his wife, I geile right to speak the ihings he doesn‘t want to say on his brhall.”
At that, Genevieve gripped onto her wheelchair armrests and bellowed, “Bruce Gable, are you deaf, or
are you mulc?”
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