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.

picked the ones with the phrase

it was Genevieve’s turn

and opened it right away. The moment she caught sight of the phrase “a glass of

the glass-made revolving tray spun, and it was Genevieve’s turn again in the second round. Hence, she picked a slip

asked

explained, “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

Hader, don’t you think a big glass of wine is too much for Ms. Rachford? After all, women tend

Wood, you’re even speaking up

you sing us a song instead? You won’t have to drink a big glass of wine by

Deep down, Genevieve snickered.

had set her up. They would be able to achieve their goal

glass before she opened another bottle of wine and poured it into the glass. “I’m tone-deaf and will surely scare you off if I sing now. So I would rather drink this big

gutsy girl!” Quentin

tolerance would probably have a hangover after drinking such a big glass of wine, let alone a young

bottle of wine was