After what seemed like forever, Armand tore off his necktie and wrapped it around his bleeding fist. He then grabbed his telephone and made an internal call. “Have a janitor come clean up my office.”
Having finished lunch, Genevieve decided to walk Cooper and Christopher downstairs.
“Do you have friends you can trust in Xedells?” she asked while pushing the elevator button.
Cooper looked at her through the mirror’s reflection. “I do have a few. What are you planning?”
“The Wood family needs housekeepers, right? Have your friend hire some locals from a maid agency. Pick those who are in their forties with poor financial backgrounds and lots of children to feed. I’ll make some phone calls and have the guys at Xedells make the arrangements as soon as possible,” Genevieve said with an eyebrow arched while sticking her hand into her pocket.
Oh, I know what she’s going to do next. Good thing I’m still useful to her…
Cooper stepped out of the elevator with Christopher on the first floor.
“Is Ms. Rachford going to plant spies in the Wood family to monitor their every move?” Christopher asked curiously.
“Huh? You don’t know?” Cooper asked.
“Is that not the case?”
Cooper smiled when he saw that Christopher, who was usually smart, was struggling to understand Genevieve’s words. “This means her heart and mine are connected.”
Having walked Cooper and Christopher to the door, Genevieve was about to return to her department when she got a phone call.
“I haven’t had lunch. Buy me something from the cafeteria and bring it to my office,” Armand said in his usual deep voice.
This was the first time he had called her after not seeing each other for so long.
Genevieve was actually enjoying his absence and wished it would drag on for another month or two, so Armand asking her to get him lunch put a frown on her face.
Despite cursing at him inside her head, Genevieve kept her tone light and friendly as she asked, “Okay, what would you like to have?”
“I’ll let you decide.”
“All right.” Genevieve then hung up and bought lunch from the stall with the least amount of customers in line.
Three minutes later, she could be seen heading over to the CEO’s office with the food in hand.
As most of the employees from the secretarial department had returned from their lunch break at the time, they were surprised to see Genevieve show up on the top floor.
After seeing her enter the CEO’s office with the lunchbox in hand, they quickly gathered around and began discussing among themselves.
“Why is she bringing Mr. Faulkner lunch?”
“I heard she’s really close with Mr. Sullivan’s brother. Maybe he had her help deliver lunch because he was too busy?”
“Even if Mr. Sullivan is busy, he should be asking one of us for help! She isn’t even from the secretarial department!”
Upon entering Armand’s office, Genevieve saw him smoking a cigarette on the couch with his head held low and a blue-striped necktie wrapped around his right hand. He looked incredibly intimidating even though he was just sitting there.
“Hey, Mando,” Genevieve called out to him while making her way toward him.
It wasn’t until she got a little closer that she realized the coffee table still had a layer of bubble wrap on it. On top of that, its design didn’t match the couch at all.
If anything, it looked like it was newly purchased.
Not wanting to give it much thought, she placed the lunch down on the coffee table and said, “I’ve brought you lunch like you requested.”
Armand shot her a quick glance as he tossed his cigarette into the ashtray.
“My hand is injured. Look for the first aid kit and treat this wound for me.”
“Okay,” Genevieve replied with a smile and began looking around in his office.
She soon found the first aid kit in one of his drawers and sat down next to him on the couch.
