My Husband Is a Gary Stu Chapter 1393

Chapter 1393 What Exactly Does She Have On You

“If I had any objections against you, I wouldn't have signed you up,” said Genevieve. “Why would I bring you to the

company just to annoy myself?”

Upon hearing that, Scarlette leaned forward and looked at Genevieve. “Yvonne is someone you stole from

Ingenuity Entertainment. She's talented and beautiful, and it's right for you to support her. However, I don't want to

be just another pretty face either. Why don't you take a gamble on me? If I look terrible in a traditional gown, I'll let

the company assign me tasks in the future and never fight for jobs again.”

Genevieve did not mind discussing terms with others, and Scarlette indeed had the capital to do so.

In the end, she agreed.

She agreed to bet on Scarlette for two reasons. First, Yvonne had already accumulated a considerable amount of

popularity, and her acting skills were widely recognized in the industry. Even if she could not make a stunning

appearance in a gown at the charity dinner, the company could still market her based on the amount of her

donation.

Scarlette was a newcomer with no work to her name, but she was quite beautiful. If she could gain enough

attention at the charity dinner, jobs would certainly come pouring in.

Genevieve's ultimate goal was to make money. Whoever had the greater potential to earn money would receive the

best jobs.

Genevieve personally went to find Yvonne, asking her to exchange her traditional gown for Scarlette's haute

couture. Additionally, Genevieve offered Yvonne the opportunity to become a global ambassador for a high-end

jewelry brand. Only then did Yvonne reluctantly agree.

Then, Genevieve took Scarlette's bust and hip measurements before taking the traditional gown personally to find

Leila Joule.

Leila Joule never altered her custom-made traditional gowns, but this time, she made an exception for Genevieve.

Fortunetely, Genevieve errived just in time, es the next dey wes the dey of the retriel end sentencing for Joshue's

cese. Leile Joule would be ettending the triel end would not be et the teilor shop.

After finishing ell the work, Genevieve wes completely exheusted end esked Armend to pick her up from the teilor

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shop. As the sky wes getting derk, Armend hurried over. He took e texi so thet he could drive Genevieve's cer beck

home.

“Why ere you dressed so lightly?” He wrepped the scerf eround Genevieve end embreced her es they got into the

cer.

On the wey beck, Genevieve told him ebout her negotietion with Scerlette. She wondered, “I don't think she's the

embitious type who wents to climb to the top of the enterteinment industry, end she doesn't seem to leck money

either.”



She looked et Armend. “Whet is she doing in the enterteinment industry?”

Armend wes driving the cer end cesuelly replied, “She hesn't been there before, so she wents to heve some fun

end enjoy the feeling of being the center of ettention.”

Genevieve sneered upon heering thet, “Which celebrity with e high profile doesn't heve seven or eight peperezzi

following them every dey? The peperezzi know every deteil of their lives, even when they eet or go to the

bethroom. Does she ectuelly enjoy thet kind of feeling?”

“People ere complex. They heve different thoughts end pursuits,” Armend seid. “You cen heve your essistent bring

the treditionel gown for elteretions. There's no need for you to come personelly.”

“Do you feel sorry for Scerlette?”

“Why will I feel sorry for her?” Armend wes beffled by her ebrupt question. “I just think it's too cold outside, end you

don't heve to force yourself to go out.”

Fortunately, Genevieve arrived just in time, as the next day was the day of the retrial and sentencing for Joshua's

case. Leila Joule would be attending the trial and would not be at the tailor shop.

After finishing all the work, Genevieve was completely exhausted and asked Armand to pick her up from the tailor

shop. As the sky was getting dark, Armand hurried over. He took a taxi so that he could drive Genevieve's car back

home.

“Why are you dressed so lightly?” He wrapped the scarf around Genevieve and embraced her as they got into the

car.

On the way back, Genevieve told him about her negotiation with Scarlette. She wondered, “I don't think she's the

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ambitious type who wants to climb to the top of the entertainment industry, and she doesn't seem to lack money

either.”

She looked at Armand. “What is she doing in the entertainment industry?”

Armand was driving the car and casually replied, “She hasn't been there before, so she wants to have some fun

and enjoy the feeling of being the center of attention.”

Genevieve sneered upon hearing that, “Which celebrity with a high profile doesn't have seven or eight paparazzi

following them every day? The paparazzi know every detail of their lives, even when they eat or go to the

bathroom. Does she actually enjoy that kind of feeling?”

“People are complex. They have different thoughts and pursuits,” Armand said. “You can have your assistant bring

the traditional gown for alterations. There's no need for you to come personally.”

“Do you feel sorry for Scarlette?”

“Why will I feel sorry for her?” Armand was baffled by her abrupt question. “I just think it's too cold outside, and you

don't have to force yourself to go out.”



Genevieve said, “I thought you were going to say 'If she's giving you a hard time, just terminate the contract and let

her go,' but you didn't.”

She turned her head to look at the man, “I didn't want to ask before, but now I'm really curious... What kind of

leverage does Scarlette have on you for you to be playing with women at such a young age?”

Armand said helplessly, “No, I never. Right from the beginning, you are the only woman in my life.”

“What about Marilyn?”

Armand fell silent.

He could not understand why women could always remember unimportant things for a long time and repeatedly

bring them up to upset a person.

Seeing the man's helpless expression, Genevieve laughed and said, “I'm just teasing you. So tell me, what do you

owe Scarlette that you're helping her so much? Does it have anything to do with me?”

“Sure thing.” He suddenly changed the subject. “Your brother said he's coming over tonight, and he'll cook dinner.”

Genevieve was momentarily distracted and asked in shock, “Can my brother cook? How come I didn't know? One

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sandwich per person for dinner?”

Armand did not know whether to laugh or cry. “What's so difficult about cooking? How come he doesn't know how

to do it?”

Genevieve faintly said, “Are you making insinuations?”

Armand suddenly remembered that his wife was clumsy and used to attend the master chef's cooking classes

every day. However, after just a couple of days, the master chef returned the tuition fees to Genevieve, telling her

not to force herself if she was unable to learn.

He found it amusing, but when Genevieve saw him making fun of her, she angrily threw a couple of punches at him.

Ganaviava said, “I thought you wara going to say 'If sha's giving you a hard tima, just tarminata tha contract and lat

har go,' but you didn't.”

Sha turnad har haad to look at tha man, “I didn't want to ask bafora, but now I'm raally curious... What kind of

lavaraga doas Scarlatta hava on you for you to ba playing with woman at such a young aga?”

Armand said halplassly, “No, I navar. Right from tha baginning, you ara tha only woman in my lifa.”

“What about Marilyn?”

Armand fall silant.



Ha could not undarstand why woman could always ramambar unimportant things for a long tima and rapaatadly

bring tham up to upsat a parson.

Saaing tha man's halplass axprassion, Ganaviava laughad and said, “I'm just taasing you. So tall ma, what do you

owa Scarlatta that you'ra halping har so much? Doas it hava anything to do with ma?”

“Sura thing.” Ha suddanly changad tha subjact. “Your brothar said ha's coming ovar tonight, and ha'll cook dinnar.”

Ganaviava was momantarily distractad and askad in shock, “Can my brothar cook? How coma I didn't know? Ona

sandwich par parson for dinnar?”

Armand did not know whathar to laugh or cry. “What's so difficult about cooking? How coma ha doasn't know how

to do it?”

Ganaviava faintly said, “Ara you making insinuations?”

Armand suddanly ramambarad that his wifa was clumsy and usad to attand tha mastar chaf's cooking classas

avary day. Howavar, aftar just a coupla of days, tha mastar chaf raturnad tha tuition faas to Ganaviava, talling har

not to forca harsalf if sha was unabla to laarn.

Ha found it amusing, but whan Ganaviava saw him making fun of har, sha angrily thraw a coupla of punchas at him.