My Husband Is A Gary Stu

Chapter 323 Her Car Was Washed Away

The next morning, Genevieve was jolted awake by the rapid knocking on her door.

After putting on her night robe frantically, she looked out the peephole and saw Steven standing there. When she opened the door, she quickly noticed the sullen expression on his face.

“Steven, what happened?”

“The mine in Feston has collapsed and buried ten people,” Steven reported grimly.

“I have sent men there, and so has the Feston emergency services. Nevertheless, the news has spread so quickly that the local government is now aware of it.”

With ten men buried underneath the collapsed mine, it was a total disaster.

“Send some men to reassure the government and suppress the news from spreading any further.” Out of nowhere, Armand was standing by Genevieve’s side as he barked out detailed instructions. “Also, contact a few members of the press that we trust to visit the scene together with us.”

Genevieve turned to Armand. “If you go, wouldn’t the press find out about your blindness? Let me do it instead.”

“No.”

similar situation, Armand was cognizant of

families. I’ll face them while you wait for me in the hotel. Does that work?” Genevieve

Armand and she hurriedly left the hotel,

for the time of their flight, Armand, who was sitting beside her, replied, “I flew here on a

being stunned for a fleeting moment, Genevieve remembered that she had flown on

was just surprised to learn that he knew how

arriving at the airport, the plane crew that Steven arranged for was already waiting. Right after take-off, they discussed their strategy over the breakfast

was raining heavily, causing the city to be shrouded

was a terrifying incident. Now that there was a thunderstorm, it would only serve to exacerbate the concern

Armand at the hotel, he gave her a peck

Steven and the other members of Central Group’s senior management, “Protect my wife. If

Genevieve blushed in response.

shooting him a glare, she got into the car with Steven and the

of returning to his room, Armand sat in the lounge. After unlocking his phone with his face, he went on Twitter and scroll through

he still couldn’t read clearly, he tapped on