The stalker noticed Whitneyâs menacing glare, pretending not to recognize him. He then fled with his tail between his legs.
When he walked out of the private room, he scoffed. âWhat a vicious woman! Sheâd just throw you under the bus! The fact is that sheâs willing to harm her boss too!â
He said this as if he were a good person. Yet, he was none other than the one who tried. to drug Genevieve.
If Samuel hadnât come in time, Genevieveâs life wouldâve been ruined.
Whitney had been framed before. It was thus ironic that sheâd use such a despicable trick on Genevieve today.
She only dared to call out the stalker because she knew Ivy had hired the man.
Since the stalker wasnât hired by Whitney herself, she wasnât worried. This emboldened. her.
When Genevieve came to, she found herself in an unfamiliar environment. The room was clean and tidy. It was designed in a minimalistic style, which was a style she liked.
Sheâd always dreamed of buying her own house through her efforts and decorating it according to her liking.
This dream was about to come true.
Kimberly was a generous boss. Genevieve was conscientious and thrifty while working with her at Larson Corporation for several years.
After finally saving enough for a down payment, she signed the property sales and purchase agreement, the most important contract in her life.
The house was to be ready by the end of this year. She spent her spare time at her rented condominium on weekends, visualizing the future and drawing renovation. plans.
The style she liked coincided with the room she was in.
She pinched her arm and hissed in pain, indicating it clearly wasnât a dream.
Samuel was in the living room and heard a noise coming from the room. He quickly ran in to check.
Despite napping on the couch all night, Samuel slept restlessly, worrying that Genevieve was going to be ill.
âAre you okay?â A voice cut through the silence, though no one was in sight.
Is this an illusion? Why does this voice sound familiar?â wondered Genevieve.
Suddenly, Samuel appeared in the room, startling Genevieve.
She couldnât help but exclaim, âWhat? Why are you here?â
After saying that, she instinctively wrapped the quilt around herself tightly.
Î âItâs my house.â quipped Samuel jokingly. âWhy do you think Iâm here? You should ask yourself why youâre here insteadâ
Samuelâs questions rendered Genevieve speechless.
Upon noticing her bemused look. Samuel stopped teasing her.
He had to find out exactly who did that to her yesterday.
This posed an extreme latent danger. She was lucky enough to have encountered him this time.
Samuelâs cold eyes flashed with a hint of sternness. He asked. âWho were you out with yesterday?â
A flicker of surprise crossed Genevieveâs eyes. She asked, âHow did you know?â
Samuel said gently, âI had a gathering with my friends and happened to see you there.â
Genevieve touched her temples, which still ached slightly. She had no idea how much she had drunk.
Genevieve didnât remember drinking much, but she seemed quite wasted.
Given the look on her face, Samuel was certain she didnât remember anything from last night. So, he decided to tell her the whole truth.
âYou were drugged last night,â he said calmly with a charming voice, which sounded. indescribably pleasant.
His words made Genevieve turn pale with fright.
âIsnât that a really dramatic plot that only happens in novels and TV shows? How could this happen to me? Genevieve wondered.
She subconsciously glanced under the quilt.
Samuel was amused by her cute appearance.
Samuel thought, âShe couldnât possibly think I gave her an antidote, couldnât she? Sheâs a conservative girl. I reckon if she lost her virginity, sheâd probably be devastated.
Samuelâs lips curved up and said, âDonât be silly. I saw you halfway and noticed that something was off, so I sent you straight to the hospital. It was Edward who treated you.â
Genevieve was relieved only after hearing this. She said shyly, âIâm sorry for the trouble.â
Samuel urged, âDo you remember what you drank yesterday? Who gave it to you?â
Genevieve tried to recall the previous nightâs incident meticulously.
âEveryone drank what was served. There was nothing wrong with the alcohol, then. What else I drink?â
wondered Genevieve, continuing to probe her memories.
Finally, she recalled that she had a glass of juice..
Soon after, Genevieve felt extremely stuffy, so she left the private room to get some fresh air.
She remembered bumping into someone and couldnât remember what happened after that.
She did bump into a man who looked like Samuel. Or rather, Samuel was the she bumped into.
person âIf that were the case, then something was likely wrong with the juice. The juice was handed to me by a colleague whoâs nice to me most of the time. How could this be? Iâm not sure about this, mused Genevieve.
She couldnât think of any conflicts between them.
After listening to her explanation, Samuel agreed that the juice was what caused this.
âLooking at this silly woman still defending people in this situation!â Samuel thought, shaking his head helplessly.
Samuel gently reminded her, âYou mustnât intentionally harm others. However, you must always be cautious. So, be more alert in the future!â
Samuel accentuated the last sentence in a higher pitch as a stern reminder and an order to Genevieve.
Genevieve nodded like a little girl whoâd made a mistake and murmured, âOkay.â
07:08 1 Feb At noon, Christopher returned to the Levine manor for lunch.
Heather had gone on a trip, so Christopher went to see Maxwell and Lilian.
He didnât want to be labeled as heartless when he went back next time.
Lilian had been busy in the kitchen all morning so Christopher could have a good meal.
At the dinner table, Christopher just remembered that Maxwellâs birthday was coming.
soon.
He was keen to know how Maxwell wanted to celebrate his birthday.
With a relaxed expression, Maxwell said, âIâm old. I donât want an extravagant party. Iâm content as long as everyone else is happy.
In the end, he added, âAs long as you bring the triplets and Katherine home, I will be happy with anything you arrange.â
It was a simple wish, but Christopher felt extremely stressed.
Kimberly was incredibly popular now. Even the CEO of Patterson Finance Group was deeply devoted to her.
âIndeed. Everything will go smoothly if our family is happy,â added Lilian.
âMaxwellâs birthday is a great occasion to celebrate, so we might as well celebrate other things,â said Lilian cheerfully. âSince Ivy canât marry into the family, letâs adopt her as a granddaughter. Maxwell, what do you think?â
Maxwell also adored Ivy.
âThat young lady is well-behaved, kind, and compassionate. Sheâs also Christopherâs. lifesaver. Iâm not opposed to the suggestion,â replied Maxwell.
Maxwell and Lilian had reached an agreement on the matter. As such, Christopher wouldnât object to it.