Chapter 101 She Had Underestimated Genevieve
Marilyn had done a background check on Genevieve previously. She concluded that the latter was a useless woman based on the widely spread news about her divorce with Cooper since she had lost everything to her ex-husband and could only rely on Armand.
However, Marilyn noticed Genevieve had become a completely different individual when they met again that day. The latter knew how to attack one’s weaknesses and was good at throwing flattery words, causing Harriet to like her.
Harriet’s fondness toward Genevieve now was authentic and was no longer because she was married to Armand.
Ever since Marilyn got pregnant, she would frequently visit Harriet and tried her best to please the latter. However, months had passed, and Harriet’s attitude toward her was still the same.
In contrast, Genevieve managed to use a few minutes to win Harriet’s heart.
Marilyn couldn’t help suspecting Genevieve had purposely taken classes to learn how to win an elder’s heart when she found out that she had to meet Harriet.
Other than that, she couldn’t think of any other explanation.
After Genevieve left for the kitchen to cook dinner, Harriet ate the oranges peeled by Genevieve in the living room.
Meanwhile, she turned to Armand and asked, “Armand, since you and Vivi have gotten your marriage certificate, when do you plan to have a wedding ceremony? Eventually, you’d have to inform your uncles and the public about your marriage.”
“Grandma…” Marilyn reluctantly opened her mouth while gripping her shirt.
“I’m talking to Armand. Who are you to interrupt us?” Harriet rebuked while shooting a glare at Marilyn. Her voice was stern.
Armand took a sip of his coffee, lowered his gaze, and answered, “I did ask Genev about having a wedding ceremony after we got our marriage certificate. She said no.” He then added, “She’s my wife, Grandma. I will respect her decision.”
Harriet was an intelligent woman, and she knew that Genevieve wasn’t willing to announce her marriage with Armand to the world.
She decided so because, one, her family had fallen, and she would have to face a lot of doubts from the public if they announced the marriage; and, two, she had to be considerate of the Faulkner family’s reputation and Central Group’s share price.
This girl is exceptionally brilliant.
With such a thought, it was impossible for Harriet not to be increasingly satisfied with her granddaughter-in-law. She then glared at Marilyn and warned, “Vivi is my granddaughter-in-law, and I like her very much. If anyone has bad intentions against her and harms her, I will not let the person off easily.”
Marilyn knew well that the warning was directed to her. She lowered her gaze and bit her lips in frustration.
The Faulkner family had many descendants, yet Harriet managed to eliminate all her opponents and help Armand rise above others. Though Armand was a capable man, one shouldn’t ignore Harriet’s incredible finesse.
Hence, no one in the Faulkner family dared to offend the elder.
Marilyn fell into deep thought. It seems that I have underestimated Genevieve previously. She is not someone to be taken lightly since she could win over Old Mrs. Faulkner’s heart, the trump card of the family, in such a short time.
“Armand,” Harriet called out after ensuring Marilyn took her warning seriously. She turned to her grandson and continued, “You should take good care of your wife.”
“I will, Grandma,” Armand replied.
Genevieve had only learned two dishes from Maria.
While searching for the necessary ingredients in the kitchen, she video-called Maria, begging the latter to check whether she had done it correctly.
Since she had roasted Marilyn in the living room and even left a threat, it would be particularly embarrassing if her dishes tasted awful.
With Maria watching over every step she made and the help of the Faulkner family’s cook, Genevieve finally successfully cooked a broiled salmon dish and a plate of stir-fried beef while the housekeepers served the other dishes on the table.
Stir-fried beef was Harriet’s favorite dish.
Genevieve personally placed two plates of dishes on the dining table. “Grandma, my stir-fried beef might not be as good as the chefs. I hope you won’t mind it.”
“You’re very thoughtful.” Harriet smiled and added, “I don’t expect you to remember my favorite dish.”
Then, Harriet remembered something. She turned to the housekeeper and asked, “Didn’t Samantha inform us that she would be coming home for dinner? It’s late now. Why isn’t she here yet? Call her and ask her about it.”
“Okay.” The housekeeper left the dining room, ready to place the call.
“That won’t be necessary, Mom. I’m home.” A slightly deep female voice traveled into the dining room from a distance away.
Genevieve had already pulled a chair and was ready to sit next to Armand when she heard that. She turned her head and saw a figure entering the dining area.
The lady’s long, silky hair cascaded down her back, exposing her beautiful forehead. Fine lines could be seen around her eyes, demonstrating that she was no longer young. However, her skin was still snowy and stunning. There was a beauty mark at the corner of her eye too.
She was wearing a long-sleeved shirt and a pair of pants. Even though her figure was slender, the aura she exuded was aloof.
She looked like a tough woman who always acted quickly and decisively.
