Chapter 34

The next morning, Genevieve went straight back to the studio. Just then, her phone rang. The caller ID showed an unfamiliar landline number. Genevieve arched a brow and answered it. On the other end of the line, the Lamberts' butler, Wilson Frayne, spoke in a hesitant, strained voice. "Mrs. Lambert, there's a charity gala tonight hosted under the family's name. It's at Swanston Hotel. Mr. Lambert Senior would like you to be there." "Under the family's name?" Genevieve frowned. She didn't need to think twice to know whose idea this was. Wilson let out a quiet sigh. "Mrs. Lambert, Mr. Lambert Senior takes this gala very seriously. He said it's been a tradition for years and is important to Lambert Group's public image. He also said that, as Mr. Lambert's wife, you should be there." "I understand," Genevieve said, not taking it out on the butler. Her voice gave nothing away. "I'll attend." When she hung up, she tossed her phone onto the couch. Hannah came over with a cup of warm