Good Novel
Chapter 24
Chapter 24
Chapter 24 Unless That Kid Is Not Theirs
At that moment, the manager from the Public Relations Department called and said anxiously, “Mr.
Sutton, a video of Ms. Hall carrying a boy to see the doctor at the hospital was exposed on the internet.
Someone has also uploaded a video from the dinner banquet, and it has gone viral on a few sites.”
“Do I need to teach you how to deal with these kinds of news? You are fired if you can’t settle this!”
Cooper said coldly as he pulled his tie in frustration.
His rage continued to rise after he hung up the phone. A few seconds later, he called Erica.
“Coop…”
“You can get the family doctor to the house or tell the help to bring Leroy to the hospital if he is not
feeling well. Did you bring him outside yourself because you think I don’t have enough on my plate?
The whole internet is filled with the video of you and the kid right now!”
Erica was flustered on the other end of the phone when she heard Cooper’s words. “I didn’t expect that
someone would follow me…” Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.
“This is the first and the last time. Specter Corporation is my sweat and blood. I will send you and the
child abroad if there’s anything that affects Specter Corporation again,” Cooper warned.
Why can’t we take down the news? Who’s going against me?
Cooper pondered with frustration and looked across the road again. Armand had already gotten into his
car, and Cooper’s gaze darkened at the sight of that.
Is that woman going to accept anybody’s help for the sake of taking revenge?
Meanwhile, Armand placed the marriage certificate into the storage compartment under the armrest by
the driver’s seat without much thought. Then, he asked calmly, “What were you trying to say when we
came out of the City Hall just now?”
Genevieve pressed her lips together and said, “Are we going to hold a wedding, Mr. Faulkner?”
“Up to you. I will ask Steven to arrange it if you want,” he answered even though he was slightly
surprised by her question.
“It’s fine. Let it be, then, if it’s up to me,” Genevieve quickly said.
The fact that Armand did not want to hold a wedding was just exactly what she wanted.
She was worried that she might pass away just like his previous wives if they did hold a wedding. She
thought she might live longer if they kept their marriage a secret.
Armand could tell straight away what Genevieve was thinking from the slightest change in her
expression. He was amused, and the corners of his lips curled up into a faint smile.
“Mr. Faulkner.” Still, Genevieve seemed to have something else on her mind.
“Now that we’re married, you calling me Mr. Faulkner sounds a little distant. I’m the fourth child in my
family, and they usually call me Mando. So you can call me Mando or Armand,” Armand said casually
as he lit up a cigarette and rolled down the window.
“Mando, then,” Genevieve replied. She chose that because, for some reason, she could not bring
herself to address Armand by his real name.
She pondered for a moment and continued, “The housekeeper who sprained her back is called Maria.
She has been working for the Rachford family for twenty years and watched me grow up. Now that
Maria is getting old, I’m worried that Cooper might give her a hard time. Could you get Maria to move to
Swallow Garden to take care of me?”
“Have you forgotten what I said yesterday? Now that we’re married, you’re Mrs. Faulkner and the lady
of Swallow Garden,” said Armand as he glanced at her.
Feeling relieved, Genevieve smiled and said, “Thank you, Mando.”
Armand had initially planned to get the marriage certificate in the morning. However, he ended up
having to handle some matters. Adding on to that was Maria and her sprained back. Thus, he and
Genevieve had been busy running around in the morning to deal with their businesses. Because of
that, it was already about four in the afternoon when they finally got the marriage certificate.
Armand called the secretarial department to tell them to move everything to the next day and followed
Genevieve back to Swallow Garden.
At night, they had a sumptuous dinner, and Genevieve was in a very good mood.
Since Genevieve found out that Armand was not as cold as she thought and was easy to talk to based
on the conversation they had earlier in the car, she could not help but strike up a conversation with him.
“Mando, do you think two people with blood type B could have a child with blood type A?”
“It’s possible under one condition. The kid is not theirs,” Armand replied nonchalantly. He seemed to
know what she had seen.
Instantly, Genevieve knew what he meant.
At the hematology department in the hospital a few hours ago, she had clearly seen that Leroy’s blood
type was A. However, she knew that both Cooper and Erica had blood type B. Thus, their kid should
have the same blood type.
Worried that she might be wrong, she had even searched online when they were on their way to the
City Hall.
She had never thought that Leroy was not Cooper’s child.