My Flirtacious Husband (Genevieve and Armand)
Chapter 448 Avoiding Questions

Armand nodded. "Ask away."

Cooper seized the opportunity and asked, "Do you and Sylvie have a child?"

Genevieve figured the journalists were just making it up and that such a thing couldn't possibly be true.

Even so, she found herself tightening her grip on the glass as she waited for Armand's answer.

On the coffee table were five glasses of whisky. Those who refused to answer the truth questions would have to down all five glasses in one go.

After going silent for a few seconds, Armand grabbed the first glass of whisky from the table and chugged it down.

He then reached for the second glass and kept going until he finished all five glasses.

Why isn't he willing to answer such a simple question?

Genevieve felt her heart sink when she saw the way he responded.

Noticing that Jermaine was staring at Genevieve, Johanna tapped him on the shoulder and said, "Dr. Sitler, you've been staring at Genev since we were drinking outside. Do you like her or something?" Unsure of what to say, Jermaine could only stare at her awkwardly with his mouth wide open.

Johanna was grinning from ear to ear when she saw his response. "If that's the case, you're going to be in for a huge disappointment, Dr. Sitler! Genev is married and has a child, so she's no longer available! How about you court me instead? I'm divorced, so I'm single and available!"

"Johanna!" Timothy slammed his glass down on the table. "Do you even realize how flirty you are? Did you set your sights on Jermaine before we got divorced?"

"So what if I did? Unlike you, I did not act on those feelings!" Johanna snapped back at him.

"What did I do? I told you, I ran into her by coincidence while collecting your present at the mall!" Timothy yelled angrily.

Johanna snorted. "Yeah, right, I suppose it was also a coincidence that you went shopping for lipstick with her and treated her classmate at the hospital, huh? Are you also going to coincidentally run into her when we leave the bar later?"

"Just how f*cking unreasonable can you get?"

"As if yelling at me makes you any more reasonable!"

Given Johanna's sharp tongue, Timothy had lost the argument the moment he picked a fight with her.

"We'll talk outside!" he shouted while tugging at his collar in frustration.

Johanna shook her head. "Why should I go outside with you? We're divorced, remember? You can just say whatever it is you want to say right here!"

Furious at how she was practically leaning against Jermaine, Timothy grabbed her by the arm and dragged her out of the room.

"Hey! What are you doing? Let go of me! Let go! Help me! Someone's trying to molest me!" Johanna screamed at the top of her lungs as she struggled, only to have Timothy clamp his hand over her mouth. Fearing they would get into a fight, Genevieve was about to go after them when a beep came from her phone.

She took a glance at her phone before grabbing her handbag and leaving in a hurry.

Seconds after Genevieve left, Jermaine placed his glass down and said, "Mr. Faulkner, Mr. Sutton, you two carry on. I need to use the restroom."

Since most of them were gone, Cooper told the few other girls to leave too.

He then retrieved a cigarette from a box on the coffee table and lit it up.

He tried passing the box over to Armand, but the latter refused it and simply carried on drinking in silence.

"I really don't understand what goes on in that thick skull of yours, Armand. Why would you choose to drink instead of answering such a simple question? Were you trying to get back at Genev?"

"She is with child and has long since been married to someone else. Why would I need to get back at her?" Armand replied with a faint smile while swirling his glass.

"You've been with a ton of women over the past four years, Armand. I've seen you attend all sorts of events with Sylvie. Do you really think I don't know what you have in mind?" Cooper said with a snicker. Armand ignored him and continued drinking.

Cooper let out a cold chuckle when he saw him avoid his question. He then reached for his phone on the coffee table and sent a text to someone.