y Stu
Chapter 950
“No idea, but I have to admit that restaurant we went to is pretty decent.” Rebecca ate another fruit from the
cooler. “Grandpa, didn't you say you won't interfere with who we are dating?”
Herbert replied, “I did say so, but you're not dating anyone. You're still single.”
Pointing toward Genevieve, he continued, “Look at Genev. She's only a few months younger than you, yet she's
already married, and her kids are already five years old. “
Genevieve hurriedly said, “Granddad, my case is special. It's not easy to find someone you would truly love.”
“She's right.” Rebecca nodded.
Hearing this, Herbert opened his mouth and wanted to say something, only to be stopped by Genevieve as she
whispered, “Granddad, Rebecca specifically came to gift you fruits. You shouldn't piss her off.”
“Fine, fine. I'll stop.” Herbert sighed and waved his hand.
Soon, the housekeepers finished preparing lunch.
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Grabbing Genevieve's hand, Rebecca dragged her to walk behind Herbert. “Thank you. If it weren't for you,
Grandpa would be trying to set up a blind date for me again.”
Previously, because of Herbert's food poisoning that put him in the hospital, Rebecca was not particularly fond of
Genevieve.
However, after the truth was unearthed and the revelation that they were from the same family, Rebecca quickly
changed her attitude toward Genevieve. From that point onward, she finally saw Genevieve as her sister.
Genevieve smiled. “It's no big deal. That's just how the elderlies behave.”
Rebecca, for one, had never had an interest in politics. She used to dream of becoming a professional ballet
dancer, only to discover that the process was too tormenting. Eventually, she picked up classical dancing and
became a teacher in Baykeep's theatre academy.
Now, with all the students from elementary schools to universities on holiday, she, too, was on holiday.
Just as Genevieve sat at the table, she received a message on her phone. Her eyes darkened when she read it, but
she replied to it regardless before putting her phone back onto the table.
For the next few days, Genevieve stayed in the Zeigler residence as she kept Herbert company and read him
original edition books while waiting for more news.
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Rebecca, who was very free, came looking for Genevieve every day after knowing she was staying in the Zeigler
residence. They would head out for a meal or go shopping, and their relationship improved quickly.
One day in the morning, Genevieve's phone rang once more.
When Rebecca visited in the afternoon, Genevieve said, “The weather is so hot that I'm not feeling particularly well.
Shall we visit a beauty salon later?”
“Sure,” Rebecca replied, “Any spa center that you like? Otherwise, there's a private beauty salon called Glamorous
Beauty Salon. My friends said their services are pretty decent.” “But I heard that we have to book in advance.”
Genevieve frowned.
“Hmm. I think the owner of the beauty salon is Evan's aunt. Maybe I could ask Yuvan since he's Evan's close friend.”
With that, Rebecca dialed Yuvan's number.
Per their standards, the customers accepted by the beauty salon were all individuals from wealthy and influential
families. Ordinary celebrities were not even fit to be accepted by them.
However, with Evan being a close associate of Yuvan, he immediately dialed his aunt's number when he learned
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that both Rebecca and Genevieve wanted to visit the beauty salon. When the ladies arrived, Evan's aunt even
personally welcomed them.
As for Genevieve, she stole a glance at the lady that led them into the beauty salon while holding tight to her bag
with guilt consuming her.
Yet, she had no other choice.
After the masseuses were done giving them a massage and left, Rebecca sipped on her watermelon juice before
suddenly calling for Genevieve.
The call startled Genevieve, who was staring mindlessly at the clock hanging on the wall.
"What's wrong?”
“It's nothing...” With the straw still in her mouth, Rebecca kept quiet for a second before she asked again, “The
person protecting you in the hospital back then... Is he your bodyguard?”
Genevieve let out a relieved breath and replied, “He's my husband's bodyguard and also a close friend.”
“He doesn't look that young. Is he married?” Rebecca asked.
“He's older than my husband by a few years.” Genevieve sat up in the bed hearing this, and with a frown, she said,
“He's still single as of now. I want to introduce him to women, but he's never told me the kind of women he
prefers.”
“So he's single then?” Rebecca asked once more.
As if she had gleaned something from Rebecca's question, Genevieve turned around and asked, “You like him?”