Chapter 85 Who Do You Think You Are
Cooper wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his finger and tried to stand up.
However, Armand had knocked him down so brutally that his organs ached. Cooper gritted his teeth tightly, taking a while to stand up.
His eyes darkened when he saw Genevieve in Armand’s arms, possessiveness filling his heart.
“Genevieve is nothing but a plaything to you, Mr. Faulkner. Playthings like these will come your way with a wave of your arm,” Cooper said.
“Let’s talk about business.” He raised his hand and unbuttoned the first button. “I only want her.”
“You think you’re good enough to talk about business with me?” Armand scoffed disdainfully.
Genevieve, who Armand had secured his hand around, suddenly squirmed and mumbled something incoherent as her head nuzzled into his suit.
He realized something was wrong with her. Ignoring Cooper, Armand lifted her into his arms and left the guest room.
Cooper’s face fell. He strode forward, reached out, and grabbed Genevieve’s hand.

Armand seemed to have predicted that. Before Cooper could touch them, Armand turned around with Genevieve in his arms and landed another kick on Cooper’s chest.
Cooper fell to the ground and no longer stood up.
“Mr. Faulkner.” Soon, a few men in police uniforms rushed to the guest room.
“Cooper attempted to assault my wife. Send him to the police station and lock him up,” Armand ordered the police coldly before he left.
In fact, the police already knew the gist of what had happened without Armand saying anything based on Genevieve’s disheveled look.
They swiftly entered the room and cuffed Cooper.
Timothy was tending to Patrick’s wounds in the luxury suite upstairs. Genevieve seemed to be under the effect of some kind of drug, so Armand took the elevator and went upstairs to look for Timothy.
Meanwhile, Genevieve kept moving around, brushing her lips on his neck while putting both arms around him.
“Sir…” Her breathing was rapid as she left kisses along his neck. “You smell so good…”
Sir? He thought as cracks began to form on his icy expression. At that moment, he looked slightly panicked.
He tilted his neck to the right, intending to avoid her kisses.
As a result, Genevieve went after him and started to kiss him more passionately. There was a dissatisfied tone in her voice, “Don’t hide from me, Sir. Let me kiss you…”
When she reached his Adam’s apple, she planted a sincere kiss.
The elevator was a cramped space, and Armand could smell her fragrance more clearly, sending a wave of heat to his lower half.
In the hotel’s luxury suite, Steven frowned as he guarded the tightly shut door.
On the other hand, Timothy stood by the window while speaking on the phone. “Yes, it’s in the freezer’s small compartment on the right. It’s exactly the bottle of blue medicine. Send it to the hotel within ten minutes.”
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