My Husband Is A Gary Stu

Chapter 501

Kiss Me And I Will Get Down “Your name is Amanda Rachford.” Armand heard Lucian calling Amanda by her name when the latter fought with her brother. He had thought that they would have the family name of Helt since they grew up in the Helt family or take Jack’s last name, Valentine. Unexpectedly, they took Genevieve’s family name. “That’s my full name.” Then, Amanda remarked mysteriously, “My nickname is Mandy. Do you know its significance, mister?” Armand chortled. “Nope. Can you tell me?” “Hmm…” Amanda pondered for a moment before she uttered frettingly, “Mommy doesn’t allow me to tell anyone about it. But from now on, you can call me by my nickname!”

“It’s not just the photos, but there’s also a video. The journalist gave it to me and sent me his chat history with the person behind this matter.” The other party gave the reporter a huge sum of money for him to release the photos and video on the day of the Twitter Awards Ceremony. However, Central Group was the major shareholder of Twitter. Furthermore, everyone within the industry could tell the relationship of the person involved with Armand. For that reason, no one dared to accept such a dangerous task. After mulling it over, the journalist contacted Steven in the end. Armand merely glanced at the top photo without bothering

to Swallow Garden. Parking the car at the side of the yard, he left and went to the adjacent mansion. Upon stepping into the house, Armand noticed that the lights were on, but the housekeeper was seemingly absent. As he bent over to remove his shoes, a pair of hands snaked around him and covered his eyes. He reflexively raised his hands but dropped them back down when he caught a faint whiff of rose fragrance. Genevieve deliberately modulated her voice and whispered into his ear, “Guess who I am. There will be a punishment if you guess wrongly.” “No idea.” Genevieve shifted her hands to hug the man around the neck instead. Leaning over, she kissed him. “Did you miss me while I was away on my long business trip?” “Nope. Work kept me exceedingly busy.” Armand tried to get her off his back. Alas, she was wrapped around him like an octopus. “Didn’t you find it difficult to sleep without me at night?” Genevieve questioned, refusing to give up. “I’ve never had insomnia,” Armand replied expressionlessly. At a loss for words, Genevieve lowered her head and bit his ear hard as punishment, even as she continued clinging to his back. “I’d like to