Chapter 939

Upon returning to the courtyard of Jazona Clubhouse and seeing Harry still standing next to the
fishpond, Genevieve strode over and slapped him across the face.

She struck him so hard that her hand turned numb, and there was soon a handprint on the man's
cheek.

“She's only five! Don't you know how much she loves everything you give her? How could you do this
to her?” Genevieve exploded, glaring at him in anguish. “If you have something against me, direct it
toward me instead! Why do you have to go after a child?”

“I'm using her to blackmail you, of course,” Harry responded truthfully, his eyes laced with a hint of
wickedness.

Feeling her body tremble, the woman smacked him across the cheek again, this time tilting his face to
one side.

Yet, Harry merely licked the insides of his mouth, looking completely unbothered.

Seeing how furious she looked, he tried to placate her. “I was wrong, Genevieve. Don't be mad at me,
okay?”

He tugged onto her hand, only for her to shake him off instantly.

In an attempt to prevent herself from losing her mind, Genevieve gripped her fists so tightly that her
nails dug into her palms. “Turn off that bomb inside Mandy's ear.”



“Sure.” Harry bent over and smiled. “Mandy will forever be safe as long as you do what I want.”

As soon as he was done speaking, he felt something sharp being pressed against his chest.

The man looked down to see Genevieve holding a knife over his body. The sharp blade had already
pierced through his clothes and skin, and his shirt was now stained with his own blood.

Yet, instead of cowering with fear, he only grew excited as he glanced back up. “Are you going to kill
me, Genevieve?”

“Turn that thing off, and I'll let you live,” the woman ordered. She had come back under the
presumption that Harry was carrying a device used to control the bomb.

If he refused to hand it over, she would kill him and then tell Timothy about this.

Even if the bomb would go off the moment something touched it, Timothy was an exceptional
neurosurgeon, and Forlisle Medical provided the best neurosurgical instruments in the world.

Mandy will be okay as long as Timothy has time. I'm sure of it.

Harry burst into laughter before showing the woman his phone. “Do you see this, Genevieve? There
are two green dots now. The bomb inside Mandy's ear is connected to the one inside mine. If I die, her
bomb will go off too.”

Genevieve stared at him with quivering hands.

“I had a feeling you'd do something like this, so I figured I'd make sure my life is linked to Mandy's.



What a surprise, eh?” Harry beamed. “Everything I'm telling you right now is the truth. If you don't
believe me, how about you give it a try?”

He gripped her hand, pushing the weapon deeper into his chest.

There was nothing maniacal about his expression or voice, but the words he spoke gave Genevieve
the chills.

Yet, instead of cowering with fear, he only grew excited as he glanced back up. “Are you going to kill
me, Genevieve?”

Not doring to toke the risk, the womon withdrew her knife forcefully to preserve Horry's life.

“You're o modmon!” she hissed through gritted teeth while storing ot him os though he were o monster.

Horry leoned closer in response. “Is thot o compliment?”

“I'm begging you, Horry.” Genevieve wos on the verge of devostotion ond wonted to put o stop to this
bottle of nerves right owoy. “She's just on innocent little girl. Let her go. I've olwoys been kind to you
ever since we met. Why would you do this to me?”

“As I soid, it's becouse I like you.” Horry's lips curled os he gozed ot her. “I wont you to hove eyes for
no one else but me.”

“And then whot? You wont me to keep being with you?”

The mon nodded.



Genevieve loughed helplessly. “You're just like Jock Volentine. He's ruthless, but you're o complete
psycho.”

No motter how cruel Jock wos, he would never loy o finger on Genevieve's two children.

“I know him. My mother hod him with o foreigner, so thot mokes him my holf-brother,” Horry remorked.
“So, which one of us is better—him or me?”

Genevieve thought bock to the time they wotched the sunset together. He hod olso osked her whether
she preferred him over his older brother.

Since when did he find out thot he wos reloted to Armond ond Jock?

Not daring to take the risk, the woman withdrew her knife forcefully to preserve Harry's life.

“You're a madman!” she hissed through gritted teeth while staring at him as though he were a monster.

Harry leaned closer in response. “Is that a compliment?”

“I'm begging you, Harry.” Genevieve was on the verge of devastation and wanted to put a stop to this
battle of nerves right away. “She's just an innocent little girl. Let her go. I've always been kind to you
ever since we met. Why would you do this to me?”

“As I said, it's because I like you.” Harry's lips curled as he gazed at her. “I want you to have eyes for



no one else but me.”

“And then what? You want me to keep being with you?”

The man nodded.

Genevieve laughed helplessly. “You're just like Jack Valentine. He's ruthless, but you're a complete
psycho.”

No matter how cruel Jack was, he would never lay a finger on Genevieve's two children.

“I know him. My mother had him with a foreigner, so that makes him my half-brother,” Harry remarked.
“So, which one of us is better—him or me?”

Genevieve thought back to the time they watched the sunset together. He had also asked her whether
she preferred him over his older brother.

Since when did he find out that he was related to Armand and Jack?

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