Chapter 502 This Painting Is Priceless

• When Armand merely stood there without paying her request any mind, Genevieve slid off his back huffily.
• “How petty! Is your mouth inlaid with gold? My son is far better! I can hug and kiss him to my heart's content!” she griped.
• When she went abroad to make the purchases, she made a detour to Dartan. At the sight of her son's aloof face that was very much similar to Armand's, she hugged and caressed him at length.