Chapter 95

Genevieve was still a little drowsy from sleep. Her soft and sweet voice sounded even more seductive than when she was being flirtatious. Tristan's Adam's apple bobbed as his gaze darkened. He tightened the grip on his phone and said, "Come down." Genevieve was half-awake and hadn't returned to her senses yet, so she asked, "Where do I go? Who are you?" "Genevieve!" Tristan growled in a hoarse voice. Genevieve's eyes suddenly widened, and she immediately sat up from the recliner. She quickly glanced at the phone screen and saw that it was Tristan who had called her. "M-Mr. Burtman." "Come to the side entrance in a minute, or else—" "Okay! I'll head down right now." Genevieve hurriedly ended the call and rushed out. Looking at the disconnected call, Tristan rubbed his forehead in anger. He found it unbelievable that Genevieve had hung up on him. He wasn't done talking. Genevieve arrived very quickly. As she stood next to his car, she was panting heavily. When Tristan stared