My Husband Is A Gary Stu

turned better. When she left the hotel, she saw a Maybach parked at the roadside. “Ms. Rachford.” After Steven opened the car door, he complimented, “I have witnessed everything that happened in the banquet hall. You have done a good job.” “Thank you for giving me the video.” Steven shook his head. “I just did what I was told. You have to thank Mr. Faulkner.” Genevieve was at a loss for words, and her lips twitched. Previously, she had indeed thought that Armand was there to mock her, and she had hated him for a moment because of that. Unexpectedly, Armand had set up everything behind the scenes. He was just waiting for her to exact vengeance personally. Everything he set up was really exciting… Genevieve sat in the car and waited quietly. From time to time, she would take out her phone and scroll through Twitter. She had already uploaded the video online, but Cooper was still one step ahead of her. He had already contacted the publicists to deal with the video and related articles. Thus, the video did not go viral on the internet. That did not matter to Genevieve. She was satisfied that she had used that video to embarrass Cooper and Erica. “Mr. Faulkner.” Just when Genevieve was looking at her phone, she suddenly heard Steven’s voice. Very soon, a figure entered the car. Armand had a faint scent of smoke and alcohol on him. The scent enveloped Genevieve like a net, and she instinctively straightened her back and leaned as far as possible to the other side of the car door. Armand seemed to be very tired. He rested with his eyes closed the moment he got into the car while leaning on the car seat. The car drove off slowly, and there was a pin-drop silence in the car. Genevieve hesitated for a few seconds when she saw a pharmacy that was open for twenty hours daily at the roadside. In the end, she asked Steven to stop the car and went inside to buy some medicine that was good for curing hangovers and a bottle of water. Seeing that Armand was still resting with his eyes closed, Genevieve said softly, “Mr. Faulkner, I bought some medicine for you, and it’s good for curing a hangover.” If it was not for Armand, she would not have the confidence to teach Cooper and Erica a lesson while everyone was watching. She felt very grateful to him. Seeing that Armand did not move, Genevieve thought that she had spoken too softly and so she leaned closer. “Mr. Faulkner…” Just as she was about to speak again, the car that was moving steadily suddenly did a quick turn. Genevieve was caught off guard and crashed into Armand’s chest. She could feel his warm skin underneath his clothes. A few seconds later, Armand’s teasing voice came from above her head. “Do you like throwing yourself into my arms that much?” Genevieve’s face reddened, and she pulled herself away from him frantically. Steven, who was in the driver’s seat, apologized, “Sorry, Mr. Faulkner. There was a car that ran the red light. I made a quick turn to avoid it.” Genevieve’s awkwardness was alleviated after she heard Steven’s words. She handed the medicine to Armand. “Mr. Faulkner, I saw that you drank a lot of alcohol earlier. Your head will definitely hurt at night if you go to bed without taking this medicine.” Armand shot her a glance before he took the medicine from her and ate a tablet of the medicine. Genevieve watched him raise his head to drink the water. His Adam’s apple bobbed as he gulped, and he looked very seductive. She turned her head away hastily and struck up a conversation in order to ease the awkwardness. “Mr. Faulkner, thank you for tonight.” “What I did was give you an opportunity. It was up to you how you would use it.” As Armand spoke, he paused before continuing, “Previously, you begged me to help you take back Specter Corporation. I’m willing to help.” Genevieve thought of that night when she took the initiative to offer herself but was disdained by the man. Her face reddened instantly. Could it be that he… Armand seemed to see through Genevieve’s thoughts through her expression. He sneered and said, “Don’t worry. I’m not interested in your body.” This time, Genevieve was taken aback instead. “Mr. Faulkner, what… do you want, then?” I don’t have anything to give him. Armand rubbed his fingers on the water bottle and said flatly, “My grandmother is getting