Chapter 11 I Beg you

• “G-Genevieve, don't be reckless!” Panic-stricken, Erica never expected Genevieve to do such a thing. “You don't even have a home now. Who else can you contact for help?”
• She was Genevieve's friend for several years, so she knew very clearly about Genevieve's social circle. On top of that, she had already bribed Genevieve's friends who had a good family background.
• There's no way she could get anyone to come to her aid!
• “You better... call that number!” Genevieve said through gritted teeth, her nails already digging into Erica's neck. “If you don’t make the call, even if I die, I’ll drag you down with me.”
• Erica's face fell, she reluctantly called the number mentioned by Genevieve.
• Soon enough, the call got through. “Hello?”
• Hearing that familiar voice, Genevieve was on the verge of tears. Gulping down a mouthful of bloody saliva, she mustered up her strength to say, “I'm Genevieve... Come to the police station... in Yaleview.”
• As long as she could get to the hospital to see her grandmother, she would not mind giving up her own life if the man decided to claim it.
• Her own dignity paled in comparison to her only kin in the world.
• Steven soon got there, a sliver of hope flashed across Genevieve’s eyes. She pleaded pitifully, “Bail me out... Please! I need to go to the hospital.”
• Wearing a grim countenance, the man nodded and spun on his heels very quickly.
• Within a minute, not only did the man return, but he also brought along the chief of police.
• When the man stepped in to help Genevieve out, the chief even asked in a courteous manner, “Mr. Sullivan, do you need me to arrange for someone to get you two to the hospital?”
• “No, it's fine.”
• Erica gawked at the man leaving with Genevieve in his arms. She was beyond astonished. “Chief, Genevieve's suspected of murder! How could we release her?” she questioned the chief.
• “Since we have no concrete evidence, we can't detain her here any longer.” The chief was rather impatient as he added, “Just leave if you have nothing else to report!”
• No words could express Erica's rage at that time. Yet, she had no choice but to do his bidding.
• She knew Cooper was quite close with the deputy chief of the police station in Jadeborough. Because of that, she could easily arrange for somebody to deal with Genevieve.
• Never in a million years would Erica expect that Genevieve could summon a backer to bail her out of the police station.
• After arriving at the hospital with Steven, Genevieve staggered all the way as she dashed toward her grandmother's ward. Coincidentally, she bumped into the nurse who had been taking care of her grandmother.
• The nurse felt sorry for Genevieve. “Please accept my deepest condolences, Ms. Rachford.”
• Following that, Genevieve caught a glimpse of the hospital bed behind the nurse. The patient lying in that bed had been covered by a sheet of white cloth from head to toe.
• At that juncture, her blood ran cold, and her whole body froze. A suffocating sensation overcame her.
• “G-Grandma?” With a stiff gait, she limped toward the hospital bed and raised her quivering hand. “I-I'm sorry... that I took so long to get here... I'm Vivi...”
• She struggled hard to spit the words out as she called out to her grandmother. Alas, she would never receive a response.
• Lifting up the white cloth, she saw her grandmother's cold, pale face. Her knees became feeble, and she kneeled down on the spot. Letting out an agonizing scream, she began to cry her lungs out.
• “Grandma...”
• Winifred had been her sole motivation to keep moving forward in life. However, even her only family was gone forever.
• At that moment, she felt aggrieved.
• If she had ditched that so-called dignity of hers the other day and followed Steven to the mansion, she would not have been tricked by Cooper and sent to jail. Her grandmother would have been alive.
• Genevieve hugged her grandmother's body all day and night, crying her heart out till she had no more tears left to cry.
• The day when Winifred was buried, the sky above Jadeborough turned as gloomy as ever. It was drizzling.
• Being absent-minded, Genevieve watched the workers handling the ashes of her grandmother's remains.
• Even after everyone had left, she was still standing in front of her grandmother's grave, drenching herself wet in the rain.
• From that moment onward, she knew she would be all on her own.
• After Winifred's funeral, Genevieve followed Steven back to Swallow Garden. She locked herself in her room for three days, never stepping out.
• On the fourth morning, Genevieve took a shower, cleaned herself up, and then changed into a long dress before heading downstairs.
• She had figured everything out.
• It was Cooper who had deceived her emotions, taken away her company, and caused the death of her parents.
• It was Erica who had gone to the hospital and told Winifred that her only granddaughter was a murderer. That was how Winifred got agitated and kicked the bucket.
• Genevieve vowed to reclaim Specter Corporation and avenge her parents.
• Cooper Sutton!
• Erica Hall!
• They must pay with their blood!
• After she went downstairs, she saw a man sitting in the dining room.
• He was dressed in a light gray vest and shirt, looking as though he had just gotten off work. With an indifferent expression, he sat with an empty plate in front of him, clearly having just finished dinner.
• Genevieve walked over and asked, "How long have I been asleep?"
• “A week.”
• “That long?” Genevieve was taken aback.
• Even so, she was baffled, for she was not starving at all despite the long, deep sleep.
• Genevieve pursed her lips. “Thank you for getting someone to get me out of the police station.”
• If it had not been for him, she would have been detained at the police station and then summoned to court. Moreover, Winifred's funeral matters were also arranged by him.
• His influence is much greater than I have imagined, but now, I'm left with nothing. All I have is... this.
• Thinking of all that, Genevieve unzipped the dress on her back, and the dress fell to the floor.
• Then, her bra hit the floor. Her full breasts were exposed to the cool air, and her body shuddered slightly.
• Locking eyes with Armand, Genevieve walked over and straddled him.
• "F*ck me," she breathed out, her voice trembling. For revenge, she would sell her soul, her body—whatever it took.