Chapter 679

Chapter 679

When Armand received Steven’s call a few hours ago, he was attending a film crew’s post-production

banquet at a club in Jadeborough.

He received a few more messages from Steven, informing him that Jack had argued with Genevieve

and she had ended up getting hospitalized from a high fever.

Filled with anxiety and worry, he kept drinking all sorts of alcohol deliberately. In the end, he got alcohol

poisoning and was sent to the General Hospital by Joash.

After his stomach was cleansed and he was sent to the hospital ward, he sent Joash away and

messaged Cooper.

When Cooper arrived, he wanted to scold Armand. However, when he saw that Armand made himself

suffer

from alcohol poisoning just so he could be hospitalized, Cooper could not bring himself to scold

Armand.

Armand asked hoarsely, “How’s Genev?”

“She still has a high fever. They’re submerging her in cold water to reduce her body temperature.”

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Cooper took off his glasses and rubbed his sore eyes. “Rosa said that Genev argued with Jack, but she

doesn’t know why. Then, Jack called a tattoo artist over and removed all her tattoos. It took two hours,

which led to Genev’s high fever.”

Genevieve had just encountered a serious car accident previously. Her leg had just barely recovered

before she developed this high fever. Armand was filled with frustration and heartache.



At that moment, he even had the urge

to kill Jack.

When Cooper sensed how worried Armand was, he reminded, “You know how vicious Jack is. If he

can’t get something, he’d rather destroy it. I think that Genev argued with him because of you. We’ve

finally managed to find some clues after all the trouble. If Jack finds out that you are still alive, who

knows what crazy things he might do?”

Armand swallowed the bloody taste in his mouth. Suppressing his fury, he said, “I know.”

He was worried about Genevieve and wished for nothing more than to stay by her side constantly.

However, after he witnessed her dying state, he did not dare to do anything rash

anymore.

All he could do now was wait till that doctor working at Oleigh, whom

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Steven had found, created the antidote.

Cooper watched as Armand took out his phone and made a call. The latter’s expression was calm, yet

his trembling hands betrayed his feelings.

Sighing secretly, Cooper walked to the table and poured a glass of water.

When he passed the glass of warm water to Armand, someone knocked on the door.

Thinking that Joash had returned out of worry for him, Armand ended the call and pointed at the

bathroom. Although Cooper was speechless, he placed the glass down and hid in the bathroom.

After the bathroom door was shut, Armand got out of bed and opened the door to the hospital ward.



To his surprise, Timothy was standing outside.

Timothy was wearing a white coat with a hand shoved inside a pocket. He was looking downward, as if

he was pondering something.

When Armand opened the door, Timothy immediately glanced at him. His gaze swept across Armand’s

pale face multiple times, just like a scanner.

Armand looked very handsome, with a face that suited the movie screen the most. His skin was fair

and smooth, and he had a very dignified aura.

His gaze and demeanor... He bears no resemblance to Armand.

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When Armand noticed Timothy checking himself out, he guessed that Timothy had noticed something.

He asked nonchalantly, “What’s the

matter, doctor?”

“Nothing.” Timothy waved his hand, gesturing for Armand to enter the hospital ward.

He entered the ward afterward and locked the door. “Dr. Lynch from the emergency department left

because of something urgent. I’m responsible for looking after his patients now. Did you have alcohol

poisoning?”

“Yeah.”

“Lie down.” Timothy helped Armand to the bed and tried to take off his sweater impatiently. “I’ll give you

a check-up.”

Armand grabbed his hand. “My stomach was cleansed, so I’m fine now.”

“Alcohol poisoning is very dangerous. Just cleansing your stomach doesn’t



do much.” Timothy tugged Armand’s shirt forcefully. “I’m a doctor, so I must ensure that you’re healthy.”

While they tussled with each other, Armand’s sweater and tank top were pushed upward, revealing his

beautiful abs.

When Timothy saw the shallow bullet hole near Armand’s heart, the tattoo, and the string of numbers

underneath it, he suddenly pointed at Armand.

“You… You…” Now that his guess had been verified, Timothy was beyond shocked.