Genevieve had just put a cherry tomato into her mouth then. She was torn between swallowing it and
otherwise even as mortification inundated her. “I’m sorry.”
I just wanted to change the subject, but I never thought that I‘d step onto a landmine.
Conversely, Bruce was unbothered. “It’s okay. I know it wasn’t deliberate on your part, Ms. Rachford.
You don’t have to take it to heart either,” he replied airily.
Grunting in acknowledgment, Genevieve found him rather pitiful.
His er–girlfriend framed him for domestic violence, causing him to be bashed by the netizens, detained
by the police, and blacklisted by his company. When he had finally climbed back to his feet after much
difficulty, disaster befell his family.
She was’afraid that she might reopen old wounds by asking questions, so she merely munched on the
fruits while leaning against the marble counter without saying anything.
Bruce was brisk and efficient at cooking. In no time, he had finished preparing two dishes and carried
them to the dining room.
Genevieve helped to scoop the pasta and carry the plates and cutlery to the dining room. After taking
her seat, she took a piece of stir-fried beef with her fork and placed it into her mouth.
The beef was sourish and spicy, delightfully delicious. That aside, it carried a familiar taste.
When Bruce noticed that she was silent with her fork in midair, he queried, “Why, does it taste
horrible?”
“Oh, not at all.” Snapping back to her senses, Genevieve couldn’t help asking, “Where did you learn to
cook?”
Shrugging, Bruce replied blithely, “There are tons of cooking tutorials on the internet, so I only had to
surf the internet for a bit. Furthermore, they’re all home-cooked dishes, so they’re a piece of cake.”
“True. It’s just simple, home-cooked dishes.” Genevieve massaged her temples, sensing something
amiss with herself.
When I ate the cake, I found the taste familiar. And now, I find his cooking familiar when all home–
cooked dishes taste almost the same. It‘s just that I keep recalling someone and past events I should
banish from my mind.
Nonetheless, she swiftly composed herself. Lifting her head, she flashed the man a faint smile. “The
food you prepared is delighulul. It’s really rare that a celebrity can cook, and so deliciously al that.”
“I’m too picky and don’t quite care for outside food, so I’ve got no choice but to cook for myself. This is
actually the first time I’m cooking for someone else,” Bruce remarked casually.
Utter astonishment flooded Cenevieve. “Really? Doesn’t your assistant come over to look for
you?”
Bruce grunted in affirmation.
At that, Genevieve declared with a smile, “In that case, I’m pretty honored to eat something cooked by
a celebrity who’s on par with a chef. Your fans would probably go green with envy were they to learn
about this.”
“If you really love my cooking skills, Ms. Rachford, you can always come over for a free meal.” As
Bruce spoke, he got up and went to the refrigerator, retrieving an orange. Slicing it, he tossed the
pieces into the juicer before carrying a glass of orange juice over to her.
“Anyway, it’ll be the same dishes with an extra person eating.”
He found nothing wrong with it, but Genevieve felt that it was inappropriate to always intrude into
someone else’s house. Besides, it would be troublesome if they were photographed.
Hence, she merely smiled without giving him a direct answer.
After they had finished lunch, she suddenly asked, “Didn’t you film a movie with Sylvie Clasen a few
years ago? How’s your relationship with her?”
“We’re nodding acquaintances, I suppose. I only started acting again after signing with Genevieve Orsi
Productions, so I’ve gotten distant with everyone in the entertainment industry,” Bruce replied
nonchalantly. Then, he continued, “I heard that she’s General Zeigler’s granddaughter and is presently
a big shot in the industry. Although we’ve starred in the same movie before, she’ll never bother about
an inconsequential character like me, considering her current status.”
Honestly, Genevieve knew that the entertainment industry was a place that emphasized family
background.
“Why did you ask me that out of the blue, Ms. Rachford?” Bruce regarded her inquiringly. A moment
later, he ventured, “Are you having the same thoughts as Ms. Joule?”
Genevieve was taken aback before she waved a dismissive hand. “I was simply asking. As you said,
she’s currently a big shot, so it isn’t easy to seduce her.”
All at once, words eluded Bruce.
“Oh yes, the movie I accepted on your behalf is indeed a romance film.” Genevieve was worried that
the atmosphere would turn awkward, so she changed the subject. “But there are few sex scenes.
They‘re all ambiguous scenes…
Seeing that she seemingly left something unsaid, Bruce arched an eyebrow and inquired, “Is a body
double permitted?”
“I didn’t ask.” Genevieve picked up the orange juice and took a sip. After that, she remarked calmiy,
“Don‘t you loathe women? This movie is pretty good, for the main leads are men.”
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