My Flirtacious Husband (Genevieve and Armand)
Chapter 80

Chapter 80 Save Them For Yourself

In the crowd, Armand was talking to a few executives.

He glanced over at the banquet door unintentionally and saw Genevieve being pulled out by a woman. She was staggering, and her eyes were only half-open.

Armand called Steven over and asked in a low voice, "What did she just drink?"

"Two glasses of champagne." Steven knew what Armand was about to ask, so he continued, "Two glasses of champagne can't make someone drunk. Besides, Patrick went out about ten minutes ago." Armand seemed to have understood something upon hearing the reply. The corners of his lips curled upward.

After coming out of the banquet hall, Genevieve and Queenie took the elevator. Genevieve looked uncomfortable, so she rested her head on Queenie's shoulder.

"Queenie, why does everything look so blurry..."

Queenie lowered her head and looked at her. She asked with concern, "Genevieve, did you drink too much?"

"I think so. I'm not a good drinker... Please buy me hangover medicine after I get changed in the lounge," murmured Genevieve.

"All right," answered Queenie. Looking at Genevieve, who was drunk, the look in her eyes became contorted.

Queenie dragged Genevieve out roughly when the elevator stopped at the selected floor.

"Queenie, this floor seems to be for the guest rooms..."

Genevieve staggered forward. Her clouded eyes glanced across the rooms on the sides of the corridor as she asked, "Did you book a room?"

"Yes. I have specially booked a room for you!" A cold smirk appeared on Queenie's face. She dragged her toward the room as she continued, "I will let you experience an unforgettable night in that room!" "W-What did you say?"

Queenie stopped walking suddenly. She grabbed Genevieve's hair and said, "No wonder you were already so arrogant before you even joined the Central Group. Apparently, Patrick, who has a close relationship with you, is Steven's brother!"

If that man didn't tell her about it, and she didn't see Patrick and Genevieve in the luxurious car together, she would never believe it.

Why? Genevieve doesn't even have a home anymore. Why does she have such an outstanding man by her side? Why are people still willing to help her?

Thinking of the scene in the restaurant where she was insulted, Queenie gritted her teeth and said, "Genevieve, you've made me suffer such a great humiliation on that day. I will not let you off!" She had been buttering up Genevieve for the whole day just to make her lower her guard. Only then could she implement her plan smoothly.

Genevieve's eyes were filled with fear as she saw Queenie staring at her with a sinister gaze. She said in a trembling voice, "Queenie, don't do this..."

"Why? Do you feel like an ant in my hand that can't escape now? Where's all your arrogance before this?" Queenie smiled coldly.

She pulled on Genevieve's hair forcefully and dragged her toward the room nearby.

"Genevieve, the men in the room are your admirers. I'm not treating you badly. They will take good care of you tonight."

"No..." Genevieve struggled with all her might.

However, Queenie tightened her grip on Genevieve's arm and dragged her to the door. She took out the keycard with her other hand and swiped it on the door. With a creak, the door swung open slightly.

"Last time, the netizens didn't get to enjoy your beautiful body. I will satisfy them this time!"

Upon thinking about the incident that was about to happen to Genevieve, Queenie became excited. A sinister grin appeared on her face.

She forcefully pushed Genevieve into the dark room.

However, at that moment, Genevieve grabbed Queenie's hand and forcibly changed their positions.

Queenie was startled. She quickly held on to the door frame. Raising her head, she saw Genevieve's cold gaze. She said in disbelief, "Genevieve, you..."

"I wasn't drunk. How could I not enjoy what you've so carefully planned for me?" Genevieve smiled faintly at her.

"Damn you, Genevieve..." Queenie had never thought that Genevieve would turn the tables.

She cursed herself for letting her guard down.

Genevieve raised her hand and slowly pried open Queenie's fingers on the door frame one by one. "Save those men for yourself to enjoy. You're welcome." Queenie was at a loss for words.

She wanted to fight back, but Genevieve had blocked the doorway entirely with her body.

Queenie's face was distorted out of anger. She extended her other hand to Genevieve's chest as if she wanted to press on something. However, she noticed that there was nothing on Genevieve's suit. "Are you looking for that garnet brooch? I have returned it to you," said Genevieve as she pointed at Queenie.

W-What?

Queenie lowered her head mechanically and saw that the brooch that she had gifted Genevieve was pinned back to her chest without her knowing. There was even a faint scent coming out from the brooch. When did the booby trap get turned on? The inside is filled with...

Upon thinking about the men in the room, Queenie's face turned pale. She struggled frantically and screamed. "No! Genevieve, please let me off..."

There was a faint smile on Genevieve's face. She looked extremely gentle, however, she started to raise her leg.