My Husband Is A Gary Stu

Chapter 736

Over in a private room at Golden Restaurant, Sylvie took a sip of coffee cautiously as she sneaked a glance at the man sitting opposite her.

He was wearing a lightweight black turtleneck and slacks. The metal lighter in his hand flickered intermittently in his hand as he sat there quietly playing with it. It was as if he was living in his own elegant void, unperturbed by the world.

A frown sat on Sylvie's brows when she glanced at him another time.

Sylvie had heard of the man's talent. It was him who had reminded her of her lines while they were filming For Elise together.

He was able to ease into just any role within a short period of time.

She wondered how someone without a prominent family background like him managed to give people the impression of an unapproachable aristocrat.

Has he always been this distant to everyone?

She tried to recall what things were like between them when they worked together, but her train of thought was interrupted when the door swung open. The waiter ushered in Jack and Nathalia.

hand almost dropped the

atrocious cruelty herself,

saw Genevieve, she was

since he came in, and felt assured. Bruce had told her that he married her because he owed someone

looked at them and saw Nathalia's cold and languid

was enough

in the private room. She picked up the menu, ordered seven to eight dishes, and flung the

was not interested in eating. Instead, he looked up at Nathalia and said, “You're

the fact that Genevieve had developed a split personality disorder, so he deliberately arranged for a meal with the people Genevieve was most

and Armand. “What do they have to do with

the waiter over

voice. “Our restaurant doesn't have a bartender. What about

and reached for her bag, pulling out a stack of cash.

stared at her for a moment before taking the money and going