Chapter 6

I had a dream. In it, I was holding a girl's hand, frolicking freely by the beach.

I knew those were memories from before I was forced to marry Genevieve. And that girl had completely vanished from my world the day I married Genevieve.

For all these years, despite trying everything I could, I still couldn't find any trace of her.

Just as my dream was about to turn sweeter, I suddenly felt a chill run down my spine.

I woke up abruptly to see Genevieve, who knows when she woke up, sitting up in bed, staring intently at me.

I was startled. Before I could fully register what was happening, I heard her cold voice. "Who allowed you to sleep next to me?"

"I let you in to serve me. You can't even do that right, you're useless!"

"Get out!"

The no-longer-scheming Genevieve was always so temperamental.

I couldn't figure out what she was thinking, but not having to share a room with her was a good thing.

I quickly scrambled out of bed, but my brain was still a bit foggy from sleep. Without thinking, I almost stumbled into the nightstand.

Luckily, I only swayed and steadied myself before leaving without looking back.

Because of this, I didn't notice Genevieve's hand, which had reached out halfway before being abruptly pulled back.

The next day, Genevieve went to the company early.

Although she had swiftly eliminated all dissenting voices in the corporation on the day she took power, Isabelle wasn't one to sit still. Not to mention the old shareholders who sided with Isabelle were still causing trouble behind the scenes.

Thankfully, Genevieve had now allied herself with the Hayes family, otherwise, her path to stabilizing her position in the Sinclair Group might not have been so smooth.

As for me, because I hadn't slept well the night before, Kyle immediately noticed the obvious dark circles under my eyes when we met up.

"I swear, Spencer, did you go out robbing banks last night?" Kyle asked.

"Just a bit of insomnia," I gave a flimsy excuse. "I haven't been working for so long, so I was up late trying to organize my resume."

"Don't push yourself too hard. I believe with your abilities, you'll definitely thrive at our company," Kyle said lightheartedly, patting my shoulder.

I naturally believed in my own abilities.

I just suddenly thought that with Genevieve staying home all night yesterday, even if nothing truly happened between us, in Asher's eyes, it was a clear signal of provocation. I was worried he would come looking for trouble.