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Chapter 828
Amanda, who had been listening intently, was baffled. “Mr. Sullivan, what will Uncle Tim do? Also, who's Mindy? Why
was she looking for Aunt Jojo?”
“That's enough questions, Sweetie,” Genevieve gently chided as she handed her daughter a scone. “Come on, eat
up.”
“Okay,” Amanda muttered before tucking into her breakfast obediently.
After glancing at the adorable little girl, Steven turned to Genevieve. “Lucian and Mandy are now five, aren't they?
Shouldn't it be time to send them to school?”
Growing up in Dartan, the twins had started taking language and music lessons from private tutors when they were
around two or three years old. With their classes running daily from Monday to Friday, it really wasn't any different
from attending a mainstream school.
Moreover, the knowledge they had acquired thus far easily surpassed their peers, so Genevieve had never once
thought about sending them to school.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt“Yes, you're right,” she replied. “Does that mean they'll have to attend kindergarten first?”
Upon hearing that, Lucian furrowed his brows. “I don't want to go to kindergarten. The kids there are crybabies and
way too childish. I want to be in first grade.”
Genevieve instantly burst out laughing. “Weren't you also like them when you were three or four?”
Instead of replying, Lucian merely tapped away on his tablet and handed it to his mother. “This is a list of all the
private and public schools in Jadeborough. The six private schools don't have any minimum age requirements, so
even five-year-olds are allowed to enroll in first grade.”
“If Lucian doesn't want to attend kindergarten, then neither do I!” Amanda chimed in.
Genevieve browsed through Lucian's list of schools and handed the tablet to Steven. “Can you check out these
schools when you're free, Steven? Let me know which are the better ones.”
“Sure.”
When everyone had finished their breakfast, the children scampered off to play in the living room while Genevieve
went to the pantry to make a call.
“Genevieve?”
“Yes, it's me. Good morning, Mr. Zeigler,” Genevieve greeted, making a point to lower her voice when she heard
the hint of annoyance in the man's tone. “Is this a bad time to talk?”
Yuvan perked himself up. albeit reluctantly. “Is there something I can help you with?”
“Yes,” she mumbled, gaze darkening as she sipped her water. “You're the only one who can help me with this
matter.”
Three minutes later, the call ended.
Genevieve returned to the living room, only to see that her twins had almost completed their model kit of the
Petalgrove Cathedral. “Sweeties, I'm going to Baykeep and might have to be there for a day or two. Where do you
guys want to stay during this time?”
Amanda's hand immediately shot up. “Aunt Jojo's! I want to play with Asel. She's so cute!”
“Very well, then,” Genevieve said with a smile.
After packing her clothes and travel documents, she sent the children to Johanna's and promptly left for the airport.
It'd have been too troublesome to wait for the pilot of the private jet, so she decided to take the plane instead.
Upon arriving at the airport, Genevieve waited in the VIP lounge until boarding time, when a flight attendant
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmushered her into the first-class cabin.
Since she didn't sleep well the night before, she wasted no time putting on a sleep mask to catch a few winks.
Unfortunately, she had barely closed her eyes for a few minutes when an announcement came on for all the
passengers to get off the plane.
By the time Genevieve removed her sleep mask, one of the flight attendants had entered the first-class cabin to
guide everyone out.
As soon as she disembarked, Genevieve saw ground control directing passengers to the shuttle buses while other
airport staff members gathered near the plane. To make matters worse, they all looked incredibly worried as they
unloaded the checked luggage.
What's going on?
Perplexed, Genevieve was about to join her fellow passengers on the shuttle bus when a voice rang out behind her.
“Genevieve.”
She whipped her head around and instantly saw a strapping man striding toward her. Unable to control herself, she
rushed forward and threw herself into his arms.
Armand hugged her tight and gently cupped her face. “Are you okay?” he asked, voice tinged with worry.
“I'm not!” Genevieve replied as she bit his hand hard and glared at him. Interestingly, though, her hands remained
wrapped around his waist. “My heart's broken, and I can't fix it!”
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