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.

of their slips were blank, whereas some picked

Genevieve’s

she caught sight of the phrase “a glass of wine” written on it, she gulped down the wine in her glass at

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

a glimpse of the slip and asked in bafflement,

Ms. Rachford, you’re the first person who picked the slip after two rounds. Well, I can only comment that

on the dining table and said, “Mr. Hader, don’t you think a big glass of wine is too much for Ms. Rachford? After all,

you’re even speaking up for Ms. Rachford

he stated subtly, “Ms. Rachford, since Mr. Wood is speaking up for you, how about you

Deep down, Genevieve snickered.

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

big glass before she opened another bottle of wine and poured it into the glass. “I’m tone-deaf and will surely scare you

Ms. Rachford. You are a gutsy girl!” Quentin gave her a thumbs-up with a flicker of inexplicit

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

the whole bottle of wine was poured into the