After a while, Steven knocked on the door and walked in to hand a phone to Genevieve. “Mrs. Faulkner, Mr. Cooper wants to talk to you.”
Genevieve took the phone from him. “What is it?”
“Are you okay, Genev?” Cooper asked worriedly. “I saw the news of Armand being in a car accident. Were you with him when that happened?”
“I’m fine.” Genevieve rubbed her eyes and said in a raspy voice, “He’s the one who got hurt.”
“Good to know you’re fine.” Cooper breathed a sigh of relief and added, “I arrived in Baykeep at six yesterday evening, and I’m now rushing toward Jadeborough. Genev, have you seen the early morning news?”
“I don’t have to. It’s all about Armand being involved in a car accident, right?”
“That’s not all. There’s something else…” Cooper told Genevieve everything he had seen.
When Genevieve heard that, her pupils constricted, and she looked like she was in disbelief.
After hanging up the phone, she logged into her Twitter account.
Usually, the trending threads would be filled with entertainment news. At that moment, however, there were over twenty trending threads about Armand being involved in a car accident.
One of the titles read: Shocking news! The current head of Faulkner Group, Armand, isn’t a biological son of the Faulkner family! His real identity is…
At the end of the title, Genevieve even saw an exploding emoticon.
Needless to say, it was a thread that was heavily discussed among the netizens.
After tapping into the thread, she saw a lot of media outlets stating that Armand wasn’t a Faulkner. They were also saying that his mother had been anxious when she was asked about it in an interview.
Genevieve then saw a video attached to the post. When she tapped on it, she saw footage of a bunch of reporters rushing toward a woman with their phones and microphones, and they were asking her a series of questions.
“Mrs. Faulkner, someone just said Armand isn’t actually your son and that you adopted him. Is it true?”
“Our sources say that Armand was involved in a serious car accident. Are you going to visit him?”
“Is it true that Armand’s biological mother used to be an escort working at Ambrosia, and his biological father was a client of hers?”
The woman being swarmed by the reporters had maintained her youth well. Despite her fair and delicate skin, the wrinkles around her eyes exposed her age. Still, she was exuding an aura of elegance, and she looked incredibly calm.
Even when the reporters were practically shoving microphones down her throat, the woman’s expression never changed.
Then, Isabella Rudler raised her hand to push away the microphones as she said, “Please make way.”
The housekeepers beside her were also shoving the reporters aside before escorting Isabella to a car parked at the side of the road.
The reporters continued chasing after her and throwing all sorts of questions at her. They even tried to zoom in on her face to see if her facial expression would betray her.
The footage ended there.
Before Genevieve could react, she saw another video pop up.
The scene in the footage was similar to the one before. The woman in question, however, was someone else. It was a woman in her fifties dressed in a sling dress, and she had wavy hair.
In the footage, she was carrying a purse and wearing a charming smile on her face.
When the reporters asked her about Armand’s background, the woman admitted openly, “Yes, Armand is indeed my son! Back then, I was pregnant, but I couldn’t get an abortion due to personal health reasons. When I was in my eighth month of pregnancy, Mrs. Faulkner came to me. She said she was unable to bear children, but she needed a child to consolidate her status. She gave me eighty million for the child, but I wasn’t told to not talk about it. Besides, Mr. Faulkner has been gone for a long time now, and my son is the current head of the Faulkner family.”
The woman was getting more and more excited as she spoke to the reporters. At one point, she didn’t even bother to hide her smile when she said, “I never thought my son would grow up to be so impressive. Giving birth to him was the best decision I’ve ever made in my life! It doesn’t matter if he doesn’t want to acknowledge me because I wasn’t the one who raised him, after all. However, it’s a fact that we’re related by blood.”
When the reporters were questioning Isabella, she was so calm and tight-lipped that everyone thought it was just fake news. They thought it was just something some media company had published to get attention from the public.
However, they didn’t expect a woman who used to be a top escort at Ambrosia to admit that Armand was indeed her son.
