Chapter 1549

Chapter 1549 Had He Gone To Keep Her Company

Genevieve always held a grudge against Timothy and didn't miss a chance to be less than polite with him. But this

time, she genuinely felt bad for Timothy. “Jojo's issue lies with that child. It needs to be resolved.”

Armand understood this too. “She was sent abroad for education by her mother even before she came of age. She

lacked love and care.”

It was because of her mother's coldness that Johanna had a mindset that if she had a child, she would love them

dearly. But if the two parents weren't deeply in love and mature enough, she'd rather not have a child at all.

She loved Timothy so much, so how could she accept the idea of a child who was the product of another man?

Genevieve spoke softly to Armand, “Anyway, you're the only one who knows where that child is. To us, she has

already passed on with Zephyr. I hope Jojo will one day overcome this painful incident.”

“Of course.” Armand nodded in understanding.

Following breakfast, Armand dropped the kids off at school while Genevieve made her way to the company.

When Camilla brought some documents to Genevieve's office, she whispered conspiratorially, “Ms. Rachford, can

you confirm if Lottie is pregnant and went abroad to give birth? Did Jerry accompany her?”

Genevieve raised an intrigued eyebrow at Camilla. “Why would you think that?”

Camilla playfully pointed at her eyes and adopted a cheeky tone. “My observational skills are on point. I've been

sensing something between Lottie and Jerry for a while now. Now that they're both mysteriously absent from the

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office, and there are no work-related trips, I find it hard to believe they're not together.”

“Ms. Rachford, please share the scoop with me.” Denied her usual dose of office gossip, Camilla seemed quite

restless. “I promise I won't spread it around.”

Genevieve let out a small sigh. “Honestly, I'm not sure. There's nothing much to share. But Charlotte did message

me earlier, mentioning that she's taking an extended leave. I've got my hands full as it is. Do take over the

management of Scarlette.”

“Really? Thanks, Ms. Rachford.” Scarlette, being one of the most lucrative female artists in the company, would be

a surefire investment.

With that, Camilla left Genevieve's office, no longer curious about the gossip and with her spirits uplifted.

Genevieve continued her work until around eleven o'clock. She messaged Johanna to inform her of their lunch

plans and then headed out to meet her. As she was leaving her office, she encountered a tall figure.

It was the secretary that Faye recently hired, Wrenna Xilas.



Wrenna, a former model, possessed a tall and statuesque figure. Her mixed-race features had a touch of

androgyny, and her dressing style exuded both allure and comfort.

“Ms. Rachford, are you going out?” Wrenna noticed Genevieve's coat and bag. “Should I get the car ready for you?”

“No, there's no need. I'm meeting a friend for lunch,” Genevieve replied.

“Understood.”

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As Genevieve passed by Wrenna, she had a fleeting sensation that Wrenna's gaze lingered on her. However, when

she glanced back, Wrenna had already entered the office.

It was probably just her imagination.

“Ms. Rochford, pleose shore the scoop with me.” Denied her usuol dose of office gossip, Comillo seemed quite

restless. “I promise I won't spreod it oround.”

Genevieve let out o smoll sigh. “Honestly, I'm not sure. There's nothing much to shore. But Chorlotte did messoge

me eorlier, mentioning thot she's toking on extended leove. I've got my honds full os it is. Do toke over the

monogement of Scorlette.”

“Reolly? Thonks, Ms. Rochford.” Scorlette, being one of the most lucrotive femole ortists in the compony, would be

o surefire investment.

With thot, Comillo left Genevieve's office, no longer curious obout the gossip ond with her spirits uplifted.

Genevieve continued her work until oround eleven o'clock. She messoged Johonno to inform her of their lunch

plons ond then heoded out to meet her. As she wos leoving her office, she encountered o toll figure.

It wos the secretory thot Foye recently hired, Wrenno Xilos.

Wrenno, o former model, possessed o toll ond stotuesque figure. Her mixed-roce feotures hod o touch of

ondrogyny, ond her dressing style exuded both ollure ond comfort.

“Ms. Rochford, ore you going out?” Wrenno noticed Genevieve's coot ond bog. “Should I get the cor reody for you?”

“No, there's no need. I'm meeting o friend for lunch,” Genevieve replied.

“Understood.”

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As Genevieve possed by Wrenno, she hod o fleeting sensotion thot Wrenno's goze lingered on her. However, when

she glonced bock, Wrenno hod olreody entered the office.

It wos probobly just her imoginotion.



Having a hankering for barbecue, Genevieve picked up Johanna from Nightingale Studio, and they headed to a

renowned barbecue restaurant. Seated by the window, they indulged in conversation while savoring their meal.

After taking a bite of grilled meat wrapped in lettuce, Genevieve turned to Johanna and inquired, “Have any of Mr.

Cabot's artists been causing you trouble?”

“Mr. Cabot had me handle the styling for his artist as a favor, given his support for my studio. However, his artist

gained weight and insisted on wearing a modified dress, causing a scene on the runway that ended up making

headlines,” Johanna elaborated.

Genevieve's response was firm. “No wonder his company had to take to social media to clarify that it wasn't your

fault. If he ever mistreats you, I won't collaborate with his company again.”

Johanna chuckled and placed a few pieces of cooked meat onto Genevieve's plate. “I've completed Yvonne's dress.

You can take it to her for a fitting. If any adjustments are needed, I'll make them.”

“Would you like to accompany Yvonne to the Broburgh Film Festival? It's quite a lively event,” Genevieve inquired.

“I'll let Denise handle her makeup,” Johanna replied. “Asel is interested in going to the hot springs. Maybe on our

next free weekend, I'll take them there.”

Genevieve leaned her chin on her hand and regarded Johanna thoughtfully. “Why are you making such an effort to

bond with Asel? Are you concerned that once she has a stepmother, you won't have the chance to spend time with

her?”