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“Ms. Genevieve Rachford, your husband is currently with a woman in Room 2588 at the Langfield Hotel.”

Genevieve Rachford held her breath anxiously as she waited for the elevator to stop at her destination.

She had spent a month in Musbane on a business trip, only to come back to receive a strange text.

Assuming it was a prank, she ignored the text and didn't think much about it. When she got off the plane, she realized she couldn't get ahold of her husband, Cooper Sutton. His phone GPS showed that he was at the Langfield Hotel, and she began to panic.

Shortly after, she came to a stop outside Room 2588. To her surprise, the door was ajar.

Someone shoved the back of her waist, and she stumbled into the dark room. She had just regained her balance when a burning body pushed her to the door.

“Darling?” Genevieve called out carefully.

The man didn't utter a word. In the dark, he found Genevieve's lips and captured her mouth in a fierce and passionate kiss.

The door was ajar, and he kissed me once we stepped in...

Genevieve quickly made the connections and assumed Cooper was putting up an act to tease her, for they had been apart for too long.

With that thought in mind, she let her guard down and flung her arms around the man. Her back arched as she returned his kiss joyfully.

When Genevieve roused, the sun was shining brightly outside the window. Her bare arms were full of hickeys, and she felt her entire body aching. However, her heart was full.

She had been married to Cooper for a year, but they were often apart due to work. They had never gotten intimate with each other.

Last night, they had finally consummated their marriage.

“Darling...”

Genevieve rolled over and was about to chide Cooper for preparing such a dreadful surprise. Alas, the other side of the bed was empty. It felt cool to the touch. The man had obviously left a while ago.

There was a necklace on the bed. It was a limited edition piece from Tiffany's with the name “Perfect Lover.”

I'm glad he knows that he should leave a gift for me.

Genevieve's lips curled into an alluring smile as she picked up the necklace and put it on. Suddenly, the door was kicked open. A bunch of reporters filed in with their cameras and surrounded the bed.

Click! Click! Click!

The cameras flashed continuously to take photos of Genevieve's naked body.

“Ms. Rachford, you returned from your business trip and immediately came to the hotel to meet your lover. Did you have a fall out with Mr. Sutton?”

“Have you gotten a divorce in secret?”

“Ms. Rachford, please answer our questions!”

Genevieve was caught off guard. The reporters had barged in without notice and hurled malicious questions at her.

She leaned back against the headboard, seemingly flustered.

“W-What are you talking about? I was with my husband last night!” Genevieve pulled up the covers to shield her body from the unwanted visitors. She pointed a finger at the door and demanded, “Get out right this instance!”

“Genevieve!”

Right then, a furious and icy voice rang out.

Genevieve felt her vision go black. When she looked up, her husband was standing before her. His usual gentle and elegant self was long gone, and it was replaced by a grim expression.

“Darling, I'm glad you're here.” Genevieve didn't have time to ask why he had left that early and the reason for his reaction. She crawled over and grabbed his arm. “Last night, you arranged a surprise for me, right? The reporters are framing me for cheating on you. I—”

Before she could finish, a loud slap landed on her cheek.

The impact caused her to fall back into bed, and her mind went blank.

Cooper threw a stack of photos onto her face. The sharp edge of one photo grazed past her cheek. Fresh blood seeped out of the wound and dripped down her chin.

“I'll see you at nine in the morning tomorrow at the City Hall!” he announced icily.

After saying his piece, he spun on his heels and strode away as though he were utterly disgusted with her.

Genevieve covered her cheek, feeling disoriented from the pain. She spotted a photo in her line of sight which showed a man leaving Room 2588. It only showed the man's side profile, and he wasn't Cooper.

The timestamp was six this morning!

Genevieve gripped the photo and observed it carefully as her entire being trembled violently.

The man from last night wasn't Cooper!

She recalled how tense she had been when the man had led her to the bed last night. His breath had fanned her ear as he rasped, “Relax.”

Indeed, Cooper's voice is usually cool. It's totally different from that man's voice!

“H-How could it be?” Genevieve stared at the photos scattered on her bed blankly, the color draining from her face.

Who was the man who slept with me last night?

“Ms. Rachford, Mr. Sutton is your childhood sweetheart. Why did you cheat on him?”

“Are you tired of him?”

The reporters ignored her plight and questioned her harshly to get the shocking headlines they wanted. The cameras captured every inch of her body and every expression she made without sparing her feelings.

“Get out! Get out right now!” Genevieve finally broke down and screamed with all her might. She waved her hands desperately to chase the reporters out, but they refused to leave.

A reporter even asked, “Ms. Rachford, your body is full of hickeys. Did you have sex with the man for a long time?”

Genevieve couldn't bear it anymore. The reporters were too rude and had no bottom line. She let out an ear-piercing shriek and passed out.

A black Maybach was parked across the street from the hotel.

The back window rolled down slowly to reveal a man's frosty side profile. He glanced at the entrance of the hotel. When he saw Cooper walking out, flanked by the reporters, his eyes turned black and penetrating.

“Coop, be gentle...”

The woman's sweet voice from last night seemed to echo in his ear. He fiddled with his fingers as though the woman's warmth were still lingering on his fingertips.

Cooper Sutton, the adoptive son of the Rachford family. He is also the CEO of Specter Corporation.

Shortly after, he relayed his orders calmly, “Investigate Cooper Sutton.”

“Yes, Mr. Faulkner.”

In less than an hour, headlines reporting that Genevieve had cheated on her husband had been posted on various news websites.

The reporters had also attached a few videos of Cooper catching Genevieve in the act and her naked body. It created an uproar on the internet.

Specter Corporation, which belonged to the Rachford family, suffered a backlash from the scandal. The price of its shares plummeted and almost hit rock bottom.

Meanwhile, Genevieve got back home hastily with the help of her housekeeper.

Her phone number was exposed online, and she kept receiving prank calls and texts. As a result, she couldn't use it and had to borrow her housekeeper's phone to call Cooper, hoping to explain to him.

Alas, Cooper didn't pick up her calls.

Genevieve soaked herself in cold water in the tub and scrubbed her body violently. Her body turned red from her forceful scrubbing, but she could still smell the man's scent on her.

Recalling Cooper's arctic expression when he left, Genevieve fought back the urge to burst into tears. Despair overwhelmed her heart.

Why is this happening?

Some time later, her phone rang. Genevieve picked it up from the rack and answered it hastily.

“Darling, I—”

“Come to the City Hall now!” Cooper demanded and cut the line abruptly.

Only then did Genevieve realize she had been soaking in the tub for ages, and her body was wrinkled and pale.

She stumbled out of the tub and went to her closet to put on some clothes. On the way to the City Hall, she put on some foundation to conceal her haggard and ashen face.

I need to explain everything to Cooper so he won't divorce me!

When Genevieve arrived at Jadeborough City Hall, she saw Cooper at the door. He was dressed in a black suit and bore a cool expression.

There were no reporters around, so it seemed that he had cleared the scene beforehand.

“Darling, let me explain.” Genevieve dashed over to Cooper and took his arm. Tears welled up in her eyes. “I received a text last night saying you were at the Langfield Hotel with another woman. Your phone GPS showed you were there, so I went to the hotel...”

Cooper unlocked his phone and showed her his schedule from yesterday. Pinning her with a withering look, he said, “I sent a client to the hotel and left within ten minutes!”

After seeing his schedule, Genevieve swayed and nearly lost her balance.

Did someone set me up last night?

Without hesitation, Cooper dragged her into the City Hall and pushed her onto a chair. “We're here to get a divorce,” he announced coldly.

“No!” Genevieve snapped back to reality. She tugged at Cooper's arm and begged, “Darling, I don't want to get a divorce. Please don't do this to me. We grew up together as childhood sweethearts, and you know how much I love you. You're the only one I can depend on!”

“I don't want a woman who has been sullied,” came Cooper's heartless reply.

Genevieve's mind went blank as her entire body slumped in her seat. Her grip on his arm also slackened.

He thinks I'm sullied?

At that exact moment, an alluring lady with long, wavy hair rushed into the City Hall.

“Mr. Sutton, I'm here with the documents you need,” she said, panting heavily.

Hope rose in Genevieve's heart when she saw who the newcomer was. “Errie, please help me persuade Cooper not to divorce me. When we used to fight, you'd convince him to change his mind.”

Erica Hall and Cooper went to the same university, and the three of them were good friends.

Every time Genevieve had a fight with Cooper, Erica would help her by telling Cooper off. He would then return to sweet-talk her into forgiving him. Thus, she assumed Erica would do the same this time.

After hearing her pleas, Erica seemed to be in a dilemma. “Genevieve, we may be good friends, but what you did at the hotel... It was wrong, and I can't help you.”

As they spoke, Cooper had already flipped the file open. “Sign it!”

Genevieve took one look at it as something popped up in her mind. Before they got married, Cooper had drafted a prenup that stated he would leave without anything if he were to cheat on her.

“I won't sign it! No way!” Genevieve shook her head desperately. “Darling, I can do anything. Just don't divorce me, please...”

Cooper was unfazed despite her pleas.

He even forced her to hold the pen and sign her name. After doing that, he turned to the staff and repeated, “We're here to get a divorce. Please get the procedures done!”

Less than two minutes later, the divorce certificate was tossed into Genevieve's arms.

“Cooper!” Genevieve stared at Cooper's back as he departed. Choking on her tears, she rushed out behind him but saw him getting into the car with Erica.

Am I seeing things? Why did Erica kiss Cooper?

Rooted to the spot, she watched helplessly as the car drove away. Suddenly, her phone rang with a call from the hospital.

“Ms. Rachford, your grandmother is in a critical condition. Please come to the hospital at once!”

“What?” Genevieve gasped.

She wiped her tears away hastily and hailed a taxi to head to the hospital.

Her parents had died in an accident last year, and her grandmother, Winifred, had been hospitalized for a long while due to her tuberculosis condition. It was Cooper who had remained by her side and encouraged her. He was the reason she could make it through the hard times.

However, things were different now.

Genevieve rushed to Winifred's ward and realized that her condition had deteriorated. It seemed that Winifred was close to breathing her last breath.

After entering the ward, Genevieve was about to speak when Winifred sat up from bed and gave her a tight slap. “Didn't I tell you that Cooper is nothing but the Rachford family's adoptive son? I reminded you not to fall in love with him, but you refused to listen to me. Look, you've now destroyed your dad's life efforts!”

The wound on Genevieve's cheek had just scabbed, but Winifred's slap had caused it to split open. Blood oozed down her cheek, and she looked a mess.

“Grandma, Specter Corporation is still mine,” she assured Winifred.

Even if she were to leave the marriage without anything after her divorce, her shares in Specter Corporation weren't affected. She was still the largest shareholder of Specter Corporation.

In a fit of rage, Winifred tossed the newspapers to her. “See for yourself!”

Genevieve picked up the newspapers and spread them out. The financial headline that was published at seven this morning stated that Cooper Sutton held sixty-three percent of Specter Corporation's shares and thus had absolute authority over the company.

Her eyes widened in disbelief as she took in the news. “Why does he have that many shares...”

She belatedly realized that Cooper had asked for her shares barely a month after their wedding with the excuse that he wanted to reorganize the company.

They had been married, and their assets had been marital property, so she had transferred her shares to Cooper without suspecting anything.

Never in her wildest dreams did she know that Cooper would use her trust to get Specter Corporation from her!

“Why do I have such a foolish granddaughter like you? He had you on a string and fooled you easily!” Winifred admonished her in a loud voice.

Suddenly, Winifred's face scrunched up in agony. She held her chest before collapsing on the bed.

“Grandma!” Genevieve screamed. She immediately ran out of the ward to get the doctor.

As the doctor wheeled Winifred into the emergency room, Genevieve couldn't stop the tears from streaming down her face. Utterly flustered, she paced around the corridor.

I won't forgive myself if something happens to Grandma!

Soon, Winifred was wheeled out. She was wearing an oxygen mask.

The doctor told Genevieve, “The patient's heartbeat has returned to normal, but she has to undergo treatment and take her medication. The medicine she takes is a rare one, so you have to pay for it before we can prescribe it to her.”

“All right. Thank you!” After learning that Winifred was in a stable condition, Genevieve heaved a sigh of relief. She rushed downstairs to pay the medical fee.

When she tried to pay with her credit cards, she realized none of them were working.

Genevieve gave Erica a call anxiously. “Errie, can you please ask Cooper why are my cards all frozen? I need to pay the medical bill for my grandma so she can take the medicine and—”

“Have you forgotten, Genevieve?” Erica cut her off rudely. “You left the marriage with nothing.”

Without waiting for a reply, she hung up.

Genevieve's words were stuck in her throat. Winifred's condition was urgent, so she immediately ran out to take a taxi to Specter Corporation.

She wanted to know why Cooper took Specter Corporation away from her and treated her cruelly.

It didn't seem fitting that he insisted on getting a divorce without leaving her anything under her name just because of what she did.

When the taxi rolled to a stop before Specter Corporation, it was pouring outside.

Genevieve ran through the rain and hurried toward the building. Before she could head in, the security guard at the entrance gave her a forceful push, and she fell to the ground.

“Please let me in. I need to see Cooper.” She crawled to her feet and begged the security guard. Her face was as white as a sheet after she got drenched in the rain. “I need money to buy medicine for my grandma. She'll die without it.”

The security guard gave her another shove and showed her a sign. “Ms. Rachford, please take a good look at this sign!”

Wiping the rainwater away from her face, Genevieve looked at the sign.

No entry for Genevieve Rachford and dogs!

“Cooper, did I wrong you in any way?” Her face was wet with a mixture of tears and rain.

When she was three years old, her father had come home with a little boy. “Vivi, his parents died in an accident, so he will stay with us from now on. Treat him as your brother,” her father had told her.

Back then, Cooper was only six years old. “Hello, my princess. I'll protect you from today onward!” He had given her a smart salute while flashing a handsome grin.

Cooper had held his word by protecting her and her family until now.

Deep down, she had always thought of him as family. He was her Prince Charming.

He had spoiled her so much that she didn't even need to learn anything. She had spent all her free time buying clothes and bags. Never once did she disobey his words.

Why is he so heartless? He took everything from me, rendering me destitute. He even left a mocking message, saying that I am worse than a dog. Is he doing this because I lost my virginity to another man?

The employees entering the building spotted Genevieve's figure on the ground. They recognized her and started pointing fingers at her.

“Ms. Rachford lacks decency. She's married, but she slept with another man at the hotel.”

“I heard that Mr. Sutton had divorced her. Good job!”

“Without Mr. Sutton, Specter Corporation would've gone bankrupt. She's too senseless to run the company.”

In the CEO's office, Cooper sat in his chair and watched the real-time surveillance footage of the entrance of Specter Corporation. Mixed feelings flashed across his gaze when he saw the woman on the ground, drenched in rain.

Soon, he schooled his expression into an aloof one. Picking up the photo of a young man and young woman smiling brightly on his desk, he threw it into the dustbin without hesitation.

“Genevieve, your family owed me big time!”

Genevieve begged the security guard so hard, and she even tried to ask the managers working in Specter Corporation to help her out, but no one bothered to offer her help.

The security guard found her presence annoying and forced her to the roadside with his anti-riot fork.

Genevieve's leg hit the railing, and the wire grazed across her leg, forming a long wound. Gasping in pain, she dropped to the ground and couldn't find the energy to get up anymore.

She felt such a visceral pang of dismay, tears came to her eyes.

In just one day, she had lost everything.

After some time, the sky turned dark. It was still pouring.

A Maybach rolled to a stop beside Genevieve, and the driver came down from the passenger seat. He held an umbrella and walked over to Genevieve.

“Ms. Rachford, Mr. Faulkner has paid the medical bills for your grandmother,” said the driver as he handed some receipts to Genevieve.

Genevieve took the receipts with shaky hands. Her heart relaxed once she saw the purchase of the medicines listed on them. “Was Cooper the one who sent you to fetch me?” she asked expectantly.

She knew that there were surveillance cameras installed at the front doors. Cooper could be looking at her right now!

The driver shook his head. “Mr. Sutton was the one who took everything from you and treated you like a dog. What are you still hoping for?”

He pulled open the door of the back seat of the car. “Please, Ms. Rachford.”

Genevieve raised her head. She noticed a man sitting in the back of the car with his legs crossed. He was holding a cigarette in between his fingers, looking very unapproachable.

“I don't know him...”

“Mr. Faulkner will tell you everything you wish to know,” said the driver. “And by the way, he doesn't like waiting.”

Genevieve understood the hidden meaning behind the driver's words. She had no idea who this man was or where he came from, but she wanted to know the truth. She gritted her teeth and crawled up from the ground. The instant she moved, the wound on her leg opened and began bleeding.

The driver quickly bandaged Genevieve's wound and handed her a bath towel. She limped into the car and sat beside the man.

The car roared to life not long after.

With the help of the light in the car, Genevieve studied the man's flawless side profile and thought he looked familiar.

Genevieve pursed her lips. “What do you want to tell me?”

The man did not answer. He turned his head and glanced at her coldly, then fixed his gaze on her neck.

“Return the necklace to me.” His raspy voice was low and cold.

Genevieve reflexively touched the necklace on her neck. When she heard the word “return,” she quickly understood that the necklace was left by this man that night and began shaking with anger.

“Y-You were the man from that night!” I've seen his side profile in the photo before!

“Were you also the one who sent me the message?” Genevieve asked. She raised her hand, wanting to slap him. “You beast!”

“It wasn't me, but I was the one who booked that room.” The man raised his eyes and looked at her. “Do you want to know why you entered my room that night?”

Genevieve's hand stopped in mid-air. She recalled that she had walked to the door and was about to knock on the door when someone pushed her in from behind.

“What are you going on about?” Genevieve laughed out of exasperation. “If you booked the room, who else would have messaged me other than you? I have no beef with you, so why are you trying to ruin me?”

Armand Faulkner snorted. “What an idiot!”

Before Genevieve could reply, Armand yanked the necklace off of her neck and wiped it with a handkerchief. “Go to the hotel. I want to show Ms. Rachford the truth.”

“Yes, Mr. Faulkner.”

Before long, the car arrived at the underground parking lot of the Langfield Hotel.

The hotel did not bring back good memories for Genevieve. When she recalled the events of that morning, a chill ran down her spine.

The bandage wrapped around her leg and her soaking wet body made her seem as if she had seen better days.

She entered a room with Armand. With the bath towel clutched tightly to her body, Genevieve asked, “Where is the truth?”

Armand gave his driver a sideways glance, and the latter immediately grabbed the remote control to turn on the flat-screen monitor on the wall.

A live video feed of a room appeared on the screen.

Genevieve watched as a pair of familiar figures entered the room. It was Cooper, who had just divorced her, and her best friend Erica!

“Coop, congratulations on getting what you wished for.” Erica hugged the man from behind. Her delicate hands explored his body as she continued, “But you sure are wicked. You didn't leave any money for Genevieve at all. I heard her grandmother's medicines are very expensive!”

“An old person is better off dead,” said Cooper ruthlessly. He turned around and gave Erica a deep kiss. “It's all thanks to you that I could finally get my hands on the shares of Specter Corporation from the shareholders and take down Specter Corporation in one fell swoop.”

“Well, you are my boyfriend. If I don't help you, who will?” Erica hit the man softly. “I've already settled matters at the police station. Genevieve won't be able to investigate anything even if she survives. But have you always been so ruthless, Cooper? You even made a move on your adoptive parents.”

When Genevieve heard Erica's words, her mind went blank. Her body wobbled before she fell on somebody's wide chest.

My parents didn't die in an accident! Cooper murdered them!