My Flirtacious Husband (Genevieve and Armand)
Chapter 59

Chapter 59 I Prepared A Bikini For You

"Do you believe everything just because she said so? Are you dumb? I think you were the one who hooked up with the invigilator in your examination room!" Patrick, who was behind Genevieve, said in an

annoying tone.

"I have nothing to say to you!" Queenie rolled her eyes at Patrick.

"I'm sorry, Genev," Patrick whispered into Genevieve's ears. "I wanted to help by hooking you up with Ms. Griffin, but I didn't think it would backfire."

As he said this, his tone became annoyed again. "Urgh! I should've hacked into the surveillance cameras in your examination room back then! That way, we wouldn't have left behind any potential threats!" Genevieve wanted to laugh, but because Queenie was in front of her, she had no choice but to hold it in.

Meanwhile, Queenie thought Genevieve was feeling guilty when she noticed the latter lower her head. She sneered and said, "Genevieve, it's clear that you tried to cut corners. Everybody saw what happened. Now, the exam results are invalid. We'll never be accepted into Central Group! I suggest you admit it publicly. Once Central Group blacklists you, you're doomed. You will never be able to get into any other large companies in the future!"

The crowd started to criticize her as they muttered under their breath, "Central Group has always been strict. But this bad apple ruined everything."

"No wonder she handed her paper in just ten minutes. She was actually getting in through connections."

"I heard she graduated from Mallowbrook Institute of Translation and Interpretation."

"Haha! Graduating from a prestigious school doesn't mean she's cultured. She's so educated, but she was still played around by Cooper."

As an outsider, Patrick could not help but think that these comments were too harsh.

Seeing that Genevieve remained silent, he did not know what was going through her mind. He walked to a corner, took out his phone, and called Steven.

"Oh, right!" As if remembering something, Queenie took out a black bikini from her bag.

The fabric was thin, and it was barely the size of a palm. It could barely cover up her important parts.

Queenie swung the bikini before Genevieve's eyes. "Genevieve, you didn't forget our bet, did you? I've even prepared a bikini for you!"

Although the conference room was silent, Genevieve could not escape the situation since it was blown out of proportion.

When the people around them saw the bikini in Queenie's hands, they were overwhelmed with excitement. Some even shouted, "Genevieve, a bet is a bet! You've lost!" "Bikini! Bikini!"

Patrick rang Steven twice, but the call could not get through. Seeing as everyone was clamoring and bullying Genevieve and Queenie was slowly approaching her, he rushed forward in the hope to protect Genevieve.

Suddenly, the door to the conference room that was closed for a long time finally opened.

Steven was the first to exit the room, followed by Jenny and several other senior executives who looked into the matter.

Seeing the grim expressions on their faces, Queenie smirked as she knew that Genevieve was done for.

She walked up and said, "Mr. Sullivan, I don't think this matter has much to do with Ms. Griffin."

Queenie knew that Jenny was the second-in-command of the translation department. Central Group would only punish her, but they would never fire her. Moreover, Queenie knew she could not afford to offend Jenny if she were to be hired into Central Group and work under Jenny.

Therefore, when the news spread all over the internet, Queenie did not mention anything about Jenny. Instead, she only mentioned that Genevieve was trying to cut corners.

Queenie shifted her gaze toward Genevieve as she said, "It's all Genevieve's fault-"

"Ms. Griffin was a fair invigilator. She did not speak to Genevieve, nor did she help Genevieve to cut corners," Steven interrupted in a cold tone.

"What?" Queenie was stunned as she could not believe what she had heard.

A few seconds later, some people around them asked, "How could Genevieve change her language from Ustranasion to Granatanolan during the exam?"

"As for yesterday afternoon's exam, we did not stipulate that you're not allowed to change languages," Jenny said. "When I helped Genevieve adjust the equipment, she asked me if she could interpret Granatanolan. I told her that the other interviewee would score higher if the person did better in interpreting Ustranasion. Despite that, Genevieve chose Granatanolan."

Then, Jenny looked at the person who spoke, saying, "You're here for the translation interview too, so you should know that interpreting Granatanolan is more difficult than Ustranasion."

Despite Jenny's explanation, many seemed to be skeptical.

Knowing that these people would not believe him, Steven asked a supervisor to take a laptop out of the conference room.

Then, he immediately played the video of Genevieve's interpretation from the previous afternoon to everyone.

All the people present were graduates from prestigious institutes or colleges. As soon as they saw the video, they knew that Genevieve's interpretation was of high quality.

Especially Queenie, who gnashed her teeth as she stared at the video played on the laptop screen. She could not help feeling sour.

Jealousy surged in her chest as she said, "She handed in her paper in ten minutes when she took the written examination. It's obvious that her results were bad. How did she manage to do so well when it came to interpretation?"