My Flirtacious Husband (Genevieve and Armand)
Chapter 1086

Chapter 1086 Who Are You

When Genevieve returned to the hall, she realized the man was nowhere to be seen in the corridor anymore. It felt like she had imagined their encounter earlier.

When the dinner came to an end, Genevieve wanted to go to Evangeline's table to talk to her.

However, Evangeline was pretty famous in Lostaria, so many people wanted to strike up an acquaintance with her. As Evangeline was flanked by her bodyguards, Genevieve couldn't even squeeze her way in. Suddenly, Genevieve felt someone stuffing something into her right hand.

She walked out of the hall before opening the note in her hand. After reading the contents, she paled and strode toward the elevator hurriedly.

At the lobby, Genevieve's bodyguards came up to her. She told them, "I'll stay the night in this hotel and return to Radford tomorrow morning."

She then checked-in at the hotel.

After changing her clothes, Genevieve came out of her room. She told her bodyguards she wanted to eat at a restaurant and dismissed them. At the entrance, she hailed a taxi.

The taxi drove along the road for some time before speeding up suddenly.

Sensing something amiss, Genevieve grabbed the handle and turned to look at the driver.

The car was dark, and she could only see a blurry side profile of a man.

The man glanced at the car behind them and spoke in fluent Chanaean, "Who are you? They are obviously after you."

They had just met in the hotel earlier, so Genevieve guessed he wasn't just an ordinary bodyguard. "Do you know Osborn Carlo?"

Frank replied calmly, "The Carlo family rarely assassinates people. They always kill their targets in public. If the Carlo family is tailing us, you'd be dead by now."

Genevieve glanced at the rearview mirror and noticed a car trying to catch up to them in the traffic.

If Zephyr didn't send anyone after me, who else wants me captured?

Frank floored the accelerator and weaved through the traffic deftly.

His driving skills were excellent as he shook the other car off a few moments later.

As their car drove into a tunnel, Genevieve finally broke the silence. "Back at the hotel, you claimed you didn't know who Patrick was but gave me a note asking to meet me. Who are you?" Frank said nothing.

Soon, the car exited the tunnel. Frank made a few turns before parking the vehicle by the river.

Frank switched on the light in the car and showed Genevieve a sketch of a man that looked exactly like him. However, the man in the sketch was younger and looked more cheerful. "Someone called Johanna gave me this sketch," he said.

At once, Genevieve raised her head and gazed at Frank anxiously. "Have you seen Johanna? I'm her friend. I came to Lostaria to bring her back home."

"First, you'll have to answer my questions." Frank pointed at the sketch and asked, "Is he called Patrick Sullivan?"

"Yes." Genevieve's heart ached when she recalled Patrick.

Frank narrowed his eyes. "You seemed shocked to see me at the hotel earlier and lost your composure. Are you close to him?"

There couldn't be two people who resembled each other without being biologically related. Genevieve soon guessed Frank's identity.

However, the man was observant, so Genevieve dared not reveal her true emotions.

He met Johanna previously, so he might know where she is. I need his help. He can't learn of Patrick's death for now.

Pursing her lips, she said, "We're close to each other. Patrick grew up in Xedells, Chanaea. However, he was an orphan and was abandoned in a trash can after he was born. My husband's bodyguard brought him up. He is often sent overseas to deal with our overseas branches' business. If he's in the country, he'll be tasked to protect me."