My Husband Is A Gary Stu

Chapter 1085

Genevieve had been in Lostaria for days, but Zephyr had still yet to come to her.

She wanted to use the Carlo family to relay a message to Zephyr, but those who weren't core members of the family would never get to see him.

It was Sally who gave Genevieve an important clue. “Evangeline Sheraton is Zephyr's fiancee.”

Genevieve knew the Sheratons as they were one of the three mafia families in Lostaria.

Evangeline was the daughter of a mafia family, but she often attended various socialite gatherings without bothering to hide her whereabouts.

After a bit of investigation, Genevieve found out that Chanel was holding a party at a hotel in Fairlake today, and Evangeline was on the list of attendees. She immediately contacted Cooper.

Cooper knew many bigwigs in the fashion industry. Soon, he contacted the person in charge of Chanel and got Genevieve an invitation to the event.

It had never crossed Cooper's mind that Armand would allow Genevieve to go to Lostaria alone. He had met Zephyr previously and knew how cruel the man could be.

him, so he wouldn't let her off

mind but couldn't bring himself to say that out loud. He proceeded to give Sally a call.

pause, he added, “I'll agree to any

left the hotel. Her bodyguards drove her to Fairlake. Radford was not far away from Fairlake, so the journey only took two and a half

and bought a vintage long gown. She then

Genevieve walked

hadn't publicized tonight's party and only invited the top celebrities and

packed with exquisitely

spotted a few celebrities and Epean socialites. Nevertheless, Evangeline

organizer had invited Evangeline, but there was a chance she might not show

dinner began at seven sharp. Everyone found the seats with their names and sat down to enjoy the show. It was then that Genevieve

a black embroidered gown, she was given a

which was some distance away from Genevieve's table. Hence, Genevieve had to wait until dinner came to an end before

to her seat, a server was serving a dish

turned pale as he

dress on a whim. The gravy

hall, a man was standing by the window in the corridor. He was clad