My Husband Is A Gary Stu

Chapter 313 A Cripple Can Suddenly Walk

Only then did Genevieve realize Armand could be the one in a million in the business sector. He was undoubtedly a stark contrast to the other men on the spot. Even though he was rich, he was down to earth and never led a promiscuous lifestyle.

She could not resist feeling thankful that the man she met was Armand. If I didn’t bump into him at that time, what would have happened to me? Would I end up in a pitiful state like the women these disgusting men wooed and flirted, only to end up getting exploited and used to butter others up?

All of a sudden, Quentin grumbled, “There’s no fun drinking in this way! You guys have been humming and hawing to finish a glass of wine!”

With that, he summoned a server and whispered something to the latter.

Two minutes later, the server returned and placed a square box on the dining table.

Quentin lifted the box, shaking it lightly. “There are slips of paper that I requested the server to write inside this box. How about we pick the slips randomly and drink according to the messages written on them?”

All the bigwigs agreed with him excitedly. Their interest was piqued by the game. Besides, there was a chance they might not need to drink again if they were lucky enough.

It started from Quentin in the clockwise direction. All the directors took turns putting their hands into the box and picked a slip accordingly.

were blank, whereas some picked the ones with the phrase

it was Genevieve’s turn to pick

picked one and opened it right away. The moment she caught sight of the phrase “a glass of wine” written on it, she gulped down the

spun, and it was Genevieve’s turn again in the second round. Hence, she picked a slip again and opened it, only to find

of the slip and asked in bafflement, “Huh? A

“Haha! Yeah! I requested the server to prepare two slips on that. Ms. Rachford, you’re the first person who picked the slip after two rounds. Well, I can only comment

table and said, “Mr. Hader, don’t you think a big glass of

you’re even speaking up for Ms. Rachford now!” Quentin teased

his chin, he stated subtly, “Ms. Rachford, since Mr. Wood is speaking up for you, how about you sing us a song instead? You won’t have to drink a

Deep down, Genevieve snickered.

that something was afoot after Xavier pretended to speak up for her. Her gut instinct told her Quentin and the latter had set her up. They would be able to achieve their

a deep breath, Genevieve picked up a big glass before she opened another bottle of wine and poured it into the glass. “I’m

a gutsy girl!” Quentin gave her a thumbs-up with a flicker of inexplicit emotion in his

hand, Xavier’s lips contorted into a snigger as he grunted inwardly. Even men with higher alcohol tolerance would probably have a hangover after drinking such a big glass of wine, let alone a young lady! Pfft! Genevieve Rachford,

of wine was poured into the