My Husband Is A Gary Stu

“Genevieve? Didn’t you settle down in Dartan? When did you come back?” Landon Lebon asked with a smile. “A while back. I attended the charity event hosted by Central Group when I came back,” Genevieve replied. D*mn, I was not expecting Jan’s guest to be Central Group’s largest shareholder! “Ah, it’s no wonder I didn’t know about your return. I happened to be on a business trip in Saintnam at the time,” Landon said. Noticing that Genevieve was about to leave, Landon motioned at her to wait for him. “My meeting with Mr. Wasco won’t take long. Let’s have lunch together.” Genevieve frowned when she heard that. Landon had helped her out during Central Group’s shareholders’ meeting a long time ago, but the two of them had only met twice so far, so they weren’t exactly close.

Even so, Genevieve could only say yes and wait in a conference room, as she didn’t dare reject his invitation. The deal seemed to have gone well, as Jan and Landon had smiles on their faces when they left the office about forty minutes later. Jan then treated the two of them to a meal at Golden Restaurant. Like an elder in the family, Landon was very gentle when speaking to Genevieve. He ordered a glass of wine for himself and Jan but got Genevieve some fruit juice instead. “Hey, Mr. Lebon! I know you’re very close with Mr. Faulkner because you’re Central Group’s largest shareholder, so I can understand your intention to protect Ms. Rachford. However, there’s really no need to go this far. I’m not a bad guy, okay?” Jan said jokingly. “Don’t say that, Mr. Wasco! I can have wine too if that’s what you’d like!” Genevieve said with a chuckle. Jan and Landon burst out laughing when they heard that. Halfway through the meal, Landon turned to look at Genevieve and said, “Armand and I have been business partners since he founded Central Group. While I can’t say I know him like the back of my hand, I have never seen him treat another woman so well.” “Is that so?”

Genevieve asked with a chuckle. Landon nodded. “He met up with us shareholders in private before that car accident. He said he wanted us to take your side if something were to happen to him. Of course, everyone objected to his request, myself included. It is a really huge company, so we didn’t want him calling all the shots like that. However, he trusted you a lot and even signed a contract with us.” He then paused for a moment as he contemplated whether to disclose the contents of that contract. After giving it some thought, he decided not to and continued with a sigh, “Businessmen like me and Mr. Wasco would be lying if we said we weren’t hungry for wealth and power. Neither of us would ever hand our company over to someone else like that. Genevieve, you really shouldn’t give up on a man who treats you this well.” Genevieve knew that Armand had arranged for Landon and the others to take her side, but she didn’t expect things to be so complicated. What other things has he done for me behind my back?

Genevieve was so distracted by her thoughts that she couldn’t even focus on her conversation with Jan and Landon during lunch. While excusing herself to the restroom, she received a text message from Jermaine: I’ve checked with the private hospitals in Jadeborough. Sylvie has never been to any of them. However, she did visit the gynecologist at General Hospital last month due to irregular periods. She had an examination and was prescribed some medication, but that was it. Therefore, it’s impossible for her to be pregnant. Of course, Genevieve knew that Sylvie wasn’t pregnant simply by calculating the dates, but receiving confirmation from Jermaine made her feel a lot better. Genevieve was about to return to the private room when she saw Armand entering the one next to hers with a few other men. She quickly ran up to him and greeted him, “Hi, Mr. Faulkner! Are you having lunch here too?”

Armand paused in his tracks and stared at her in response. The other men quickly entered the private room upon seeing Genevieve, leaving the two of them in the corridor. “Is there something I can help you with, Ms. Rachford?” Armand asked. Genevieve nodded. “Yes, there is.” Noticing the security cameras on the wall, she opened the door to her private room and said, “It’s a little inconvenient to talk about it here, though. Please come in.” Seeing as he refused to budge, Genevieve arched an eyebrow at him. “This is a restaurant, Mr. Faulkner. I’m not going to do anything inappropriate.”