My Husband Is A Gary Stu

Chapter 808

Having run into Stefan when she entered, then being brought to the table where his sister was, Genevieve had no time to speak with the other guests.

Her gaze swept the tables on both sides of the aisle as she walked behind Stefan, and she quickly noticed the large, familiar frame seated at a table on the left side of the stage.

The table was packed with occupants—all men of uncommon status.

A middle-aged man, who had more white in his hair than black, sat on Armand's left. He was unsmiling to the point of appearing stern, and his lips moved while Armand listened with his head bowed.

Genevieve scrutinized him from head to toe.

Given that he can sit on the chair and raise his glass, nothing's wrong with him physically. By the looks of it, there should be nothing wrong with his brain, too. Since he seems alive and well, why did he disappear for such a long time?

Harry turned around and saw that Genevieve had stopped, though he did not know what she was looking at despite glancing around him. “What's wrong, Genevieve?”

the anger within her and returned

Genevieve glanced furtively toward the table on the left side of the stage and watched Armand's

seem to notice

of the table, rise and walked toward Armand. She placed her arm

she did away with her frostiness when she

but Sally covered his glass with her hand and spoke sharply to the attendant, who then took the bottle of

she bent down to speak to Armand. She even wiped the wine stains from the corner of his lips

her glass at that sight, imagining

dare this

to Stefan after rearranging her expression. “Could

up. “Sure. Which

red wine. Sally's hand

as he looked up,