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We Are Divorced Genevieve lowered her eyes and remained silent. “Genevieve, I’m selfish and
revengeful,” Jack said softly. “Since you promised to marry me, I won’t let you go. You can only belong
to me.” Genevieve closed her eyes and waited for her emotions to calm down. She grabbed his
sweater and said fiercely, “Jack, remember what I said in the café that day. If you say or do anything, I
will make you pay for it!”
“Don’t worry.” Jack smiled. “I always keep my word, especially to my wife.” Genevieve frowned,
released her hand, and leaned back into the seat. “Genevieve”—Jack put his arm on the seat—”let’s
have a wedding at St. Weiss Church in February next year, okay?” “Do what you want!” “Thank you.”
Jack smiled brightly and gently as he fastened her seat belt. “Let’s go to Paragon Restaurant. The
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtsmoked duck there is pretty good.” Genevieve wanted to put her bag in the back seat, but Jack took it
and placed it on his lap.
She pursed her lips and quickly started the engine. Inside an ordinary black sedan parked quietly on
the other side of the street, with the rear window partially rolled down, was a woman with beautiful curly
blond hair. She was wearing a pair of large sunglasses that covered almost all of her face. Below the
sunglasses were bright red lips and a shapely chin, hinting at her classic beauty. Behind the huge
sunglasses, the woman watched the car on the opposite side of the road and the Ghost leave before
rolling up the window. “Let’s go,” she said to the driver in Granatanolan. The reporters could not wait to
post the video of their interview with Jack online, and soon it became viral. The name Jack Valentine
caused Twitter to crash several times. After Steven sent Armand back to the company, he went to
investigate Jack non-stop, and soon saw the news on Twitter. He brought the documents to Armand
and reported what he had found. “Jack Valentine is a high achiever. He graduated with a degree in film
production from the University of Southern Saspiuburg.
He met Lilian, the daughter of the Helt family, when he first went to college, and they dated. After a
year, the two got married…” As he spoke, Armand took the documents and started flipping through
them. In the data, only Jack’s experiences after he graduated were mentioned. There was no
information about who his parents were or where he grew up. Jack was now a member of the Helt
family, and the godson of Foster, the largest local gang boss in Dartan, who had connections with both
the underworld and the authorities. There was no one else who could marry the Duke’s daughter as he
did and become the darling of the upper class. Jack was indeed clever. Armand closed the file, looked
at Steven, and asked, “How did he meet Genevieve?” “I couldn’t find out about this.”
Steven shook his head. “I guess Mrs. Faulkner met Jack when she was studying in Dartan. When Jack
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmwent to study at the University of Southern Saspiuburg, he spent a period of time in Dartan, where she
used to live. It’s in the same city as her school.” Armand fingered the document with a forlorn look in his
eyes. Steven watched Armand quietly for a while, then he asked, “Twitter is now full of posts about Mrs.
Faulkner and Jack.
Do you want me to do something about it?” “We have divorced, Steven.” It was just a short phrase, but
Steven knew what he needed to do. As he recalled Armand’s words in the car and the resigned
expression on his face, Steven sighed. He had been Armand’s driver and bodyguard from the time the
latter was about twenty years of age. In the past twenty years, Steven had seen how much Armand
had experienced and how much he had gone through. He hoped that Armand would find a good
companion and soulmate. Nonetheless, life does not always turn out as desired.
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