Noah was only focused on planning their food when he heard the commotion. When he lifted his eyes, he saw a visage of a dead woman, but she was as explosive and angry as the first day he had seen her again that year. Genevieve was nothing comparable to that limp woman in the castle.
Her angry eyes even met with his before Luca had called out her name. Genevieve almost stomped on her way in front of Noah before noticing the little girl looking up at her. The woman then squatted down, her angry face morphing to a beautiful and smiling one.
"Hello, do you mind if I borrow one of your daddies even just for a little while?" Genevieve even used her pinching fingers to represent the 'little while' part. However, she watched Rosanna shake her head slowly. The mother lifted her brows. "No? Why not?"
