y Stu
Chapter 947
Genevieve's chest grew tight. “How do you know about Ethan—”
“Have you forgotten, Genevieve? I can freely access any phone or computer, even those that are secured with
passwords. I'm able to acquire any information I want.” Harry arched his brow, looking slightly smug.
Previously, when he chatted with Jesse in the billiard room, Harry was also under the assumption that Armand
became Robert's godson because the former had set his eyes on the Zane family's power, and that was why he got
together with Sally.
After that, Harry spent some time hacking into Robert's secretary's phone and even installed a listening device.
Then, he discovered some secrets which explained why Armand pretended not to recognize Genevieve when they
met previously.
Genevieve knew Harry must have obtained some definitive information for him to dare mention that matter out
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However, she could not care less about the heart's owner at that moment, as long as Armand could live.
Genevieve played the sentiment card against Harry. “Harry, I know the kidnapping incident that happened when
you were ten deeply traumatized you, but you've already eliminated those who deserved to die. Mandy is just an
innocent five-year-old child. I know you have a safe way to remove that explosive. Why don't you install the bomb
on me?”
Her voice grew softer as she begged, “If you don't like this world, then I can die with you.”
She was truly on the verge of losing her mind because of the endless torment he inflicted on her.
On the one hand was her daughter, who was still so young. On the other hand was the love of her life, who had
suffered so many injuries. Moreover, Armand had undergone heart transplant surgery. Even Genevieve did not
know how many years he had left to live.
She would rather the bomb be installed on her and for her to perish than see Amanda or Armand get hurt again.
Harry leaned in and noticed Genevieve was weeping silently.
He wiped the tears off her face with the back of his hand and muttered, “Genevieve, I like your eyes the most. They
are so pretty even when you're crying. I like you and wish you to join me in hell, yet I'm reluctant to let you die.”
Genevieve was momentarily dazed as she seemed to have realized something. She took a deep breath and
uttered, “I'm willing to go through all those tortures you put up with when you were little in your stead regardless of
how many times you want me to. I can even give you my eyes as long as you let Mandy off the hook.”
“Are you willing to do anything for Mandy and Armand?”
“Yes. She's my daughter, and he's my lover. I believe your mother would do the same for you.” Genevieve's eyes
shone with determination.
Harry shook his head and replied, “She won't. My mom does not love Armand, Jack, or me. If she could utilize Jack
to carry out her revenge and turn him into a killer, she could do the same to me. The only reason she married Nigel
was that she was pregnant. My mom regarded me as a bargaining chip that won her the title 'Mrs. Hompton.' She
pretended to care about me to put on a show for outsiders to see. Mom knew the identity of my kidnapper, but...”
Suddenly, he seemed to find the words hilarious as he burst into laughter. “She didn't protect me. Mom merely
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmcomforted me with a few sentences upon my return because the culprit was Nigel's son. She feared losing her
position as Mrs. Hompton if she pursued that matter further. My mom was a dirty wh*re who could betray even her
soul for the sake of power.”
Genevieve stared at the young man before her in a daze.
Initially, she thought Charice cared only for Harry among her three sons. However, at that moment, Genevieve
realized Charice only had regard for herself.
When Harry was kidnapped at the age of ten and suffered all sorts of cruel torment, all his closest family members
were aware of the culprit's identity, yet none protected him. Even his biological mother sacrificed him for her own
benefit.
If someone had treated him better in the past, he would not have turned out the way he is now...
Harry sensed the complicated emotions flickering in Genevieve's eyes. He slid his finger across the corner of her
eyes and asked with a smile, “Genevieve, are you feeling sorry for me?”
She answered, “I am. Remove the explosive from Mandy's ear, and I can forget about everything you've done. I can
become your sister and protect you.”
Harry curled his lower lip. “Really? In that case, you'll have to make a vow. If you go against your promise, Mandy
will...”