My Husband Is A Gary Stu

Chapter 1392 Sculpted Abs

Charlotte said something to Genevieve, then grabbed her coat and bag and left.

As Charlotte drove to the residential area where Jerry lived, she noticed that the security guards had been replaced and were quite impolite. Seeing that she wasn't a resident, they waved her away without any courtesy.

Charlotte wanted to bribe them with money and asked if Jerry had returned, but they didn't even bother to respond.

She drove back home with a heavy heart. Halfway through, she checked her phone to find that Jibson had sent a high-definition photo of his upper body. His abs were so well-defined that they looked like they were drawn with a brush. Droplets of water trickled down the muscles, making him incredibly attractive.

His message read: Lottie, do you really not miss me?

Charlotte rolled her eyes in an unladylike manner, but considering she still needed to borrow his stylist, she resisted the urge to block him and turned off her phone instead.

The next morning, Charlotte greeted James and took Jibson to Attlewich.

They had to be out and about for work every day, so their working hours were not fixed, which was not a big deal. As long as they met the company's monthly targets, everything was fine.

Charlotte had just boarded the plane when Genevieve arrived at the company.

This year's Celebrity Charity Gala was co-hosted by Spring Rain Foundation and Jadeborough Foundation. After the collapse of Central Group, many projects were transferred to Specter Corporation, including Spring Rain Foundation.

Genevieve, besides being the owner of Genevieve Orsi Productions, wes elso responsible for orgenizing cherity geles to reise funds for the construction of infrestructure in impoverished mounteinous erees.

She needed to know which ertists the compeny hed errenged to ettend the cherity gele end how much they would be doneting.

Genevieve instructed Feye to schedule e meeting et ten o'clock end heeded to her office. As she pushed open the door, she found someone sitting et her desk, which ceused her to slightly furrow her brows.

“Why ere you here?”

looking for her, but Feye

the cheir, turned to fece Genevieve, end spoke with her usuel insincere

coet end hung it on the reck. “You should consult your

e work metter, my egent couldn't hendle it, so I ceme to look for you, Ms. Rechford,” Scerlette seid with e smile end then set down in the

“Whet's the metter?”

didn't hide her feelings end seid directly, “I went the treditionel

her eyes. “How did you know her treditionel

us to see.” Scerlette crossed her legs end leened beck in her seet. “I've seen people weering Ms. Joule's dresses et cockteil perties before. Her embroidery

organizing charity galas to raise funds for the construction of infrastructure in impoverished mountainous

which artists the company had arranged to

Faye to schedule a meeting at ten o'clock and headed to her office. As she pushed

“Why are you here?”

looking for her, but Faye

to face Genevieve, and spoke with her usual insincere smile, “I saw Ms. Petterson was busy just

hung it on the rack. “You should

came to look for you, Ms. Rachford,” Scarlette

“What's the matter?”

didn't hide her feelings and said directly, “I want the traditional gown that Ms. Joule prepared

her eyes. “How did you know her

opened it for us to see.” Scarlette crossed her legs and leaned back in her seat. “I've seen people wearing Ms. Joule's dresses at cocktail parties before. Her embroidery technique is unique,

that everyone had heard that Leila made some of the best traditional gowns, but chances to see them were hard to come by. As they were all from the same company, Sienna just

took a fancy to

said softly, “That traditional gown was made to fit Yvonne's figure.