My Husband Is A Gary Stu

Chapter 1338

Chapter 1338 Is This A Freaking Bug

Armand listened quietly, with no visible change in his expression.

He also praised Zander, “Mr. Foxx is indeed quite good at flirting with girls. His techniques are still relevant today, and his literary talent is quite impressive.”

“Hahaha, we thought so too,” Andie laughed. “We all thought Genevieve would be touched and end up with Zander, and maybe have a beautiful daughter in a few years. But who would have thought...”

Andie also felt that she had misspoken and slapped her mouth.

Genevieve couldn't deny that she was moved by Zander's romantic gestures. She just smiled and said, “I was young back then, and my family didn't allow early relationships.”

“Right, right.” Andie nodded, took the card, and saw that he had won this round.

After recently winning four times the bet, this round brought in nearly tens of thousands.

Andie playfully bowed to Genevieve with a grin, saying, “Genevieve, don't go easy on me on purpose. It's no fun if I win too easily.”

Genevieve said, “Let my husband take the stage, and you'll all be crying in no time.”

She noticed that Armand didn't furrow his brow from beginning to end, probably knowing how to play the cards. She got up, switched places with Armand, and sat in the spectator's seat.

Genevieve lost the most, so it's her turn to shuffle the cards this round.

Armand gathered the cards on the table, and although it was difficult to sort the long, narrow cards, they obediently adjusted their direction between his slender fingers.

Zander said, “Let's take it slow this time.”

“Don't worry about me.” Armand's thin lips curved slightly, his smile faint. “One thousand is too little. Let's make it three thousand per game.”

In a game, flipping three thousand times becomes a terrifying number.

Armand listanad quiatly, with no visibla changa in his axprassion.

Ha also praisad Zandar, “Mr. Foxx is indaad quita good at flirting with girls. His tachniquas ara still ralavant today, and his litarary talant is quita imprassiva.”

ba touchad and and up with Zandar, and mayba hava a baautiful daughtar in a faw yaars.

sha had

dany that sha was movad by Zandar's romantic gasturas. Sha just smilad and said, “I was young back

and

four timas tha bat, this round brought in naarly

don't go aasy on ma on purposa. It's no fun if I

staga,

noticad that Armand didn't furrow his brow from baginning to and, probably knowing how to

tha most, so it's har turn to shuffla

tha tabla, and although it was difficult to sort tha long, narrow cards, thay obadiantly adjustad thair

“Lat's taka it

slightly, his smila faint. “Ona

gama, flipping thraa thousand timas bacomas a

poker. With a cunning grin, he sharpened his metaphorical knife,

to Genevieve, “Genevieve, don't teach him how to play

were to whisper in my husband's ear, I'd be like a little puppy,” Genevieve thought to herself. With Armand's

fast, not at

take long for the other three people to lose a considerable amount

“Does Mr. Faulkner know how to play poker? Did you purposely let him

“But he does have an amazing talent. No matter how difficult the task,

ultimate skill? No, this has got

stop making a fuss, promising to treat him to a luxurious dinner at the holiday resort that night. As she reached for her phone to check the time, she happened to see the money transfer

showed her phone

even before the fashion show began, and it just so happened that they were delivered back to

local from Jadaborough, knaw how difficult it was for baginnars to laarn pokar. With a cunning grin, ha sharpanad his mataphorical knifa,

don't taach him

littla puppy,” Ganaviava thought to harsalf. With Armand's brain that could rival a computar, ha didn't naad har guidanca in

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