My Husband Is a Gary Stu

Chapter 29

Chapter 29 Toe The Line Genevieve contacted the person during working hours, and the person quickly approved her friend request. She said nothing and sent over two videos and some photos. It did not take long for the other person to reply to her. After chatting for a bit, Genevieve used a computer to wire the money to the person. After having reached an agreement, she heaved a sigh of relief. However, she soon felt a chill down her spine. Armand must have known what I was about to do when he gave me this card. Come to think of it, Steven showed up promptly when I was hit by a car, and also, I humiliated Cooper and Erica during the dinner with the video… She could not help but feel like Armand had already anticipated her every move. “P-Patrick, have I offended Armand in any way?” Genevieve stuttered. Patrick thought for a moment and nodded. “Yeah. Remember when you guys were having breakfast in the morning? Didn’t you guys quarrel for a bit then? I noticed that Armand was quite mad at you.” Genevieve recalled what had happened and grew exasperated at herself as she felt like slapping herself hard across the face.

That man is frightening. I have got to toe the line and refrain from talking back to him. After having lunch at home, Genevieve and Patrick went out at one o’clock in the afternoon. Patrick heeded Genevieve’s instruction and drove to the mall. As he accompanied her shopping, he could not help but ask, “Mrs. Faulkner, we’re out to watch some drama, right? I thought we were going to witness a homewrecker’s life crumble before her? Why are we out for… clothes shopping instead?” “No rush. I heard that Cooper is working outstation at Feston, and he’s only coming back tonight.” Genevieve entered a boutique and did some window shopping. “This drama is not going to be good without him.” Patrick was rendered speechless. “Old lady, we are a high-end boutique, and one set of our suits costs at least two hundred thousand.

Please do not touch our suits if you can’t afford them!” Genevieve heard a shop assistant’s disdainful remarks as she talked to Steven. She traced the direction where the voice came from and noticed that a shop assistant was carefully brushing through a suit with gloved hands. There was a scornful look on her face. Opposite the shop assistant stood a white-haired old lady in a modest outfit. There were wrinkles around the corners of her eyes, and there was a serene vibe to the old lady. It was as if her age had made her all the wiser. The old lady was not infuriated by the shop assistant’s derisive remarks. Instead, she said calmly, “I’m just trying to feel the fabric.” “As I’ve mentioned, we are a high-end boutique. Of course, our clothing uses nothing but the best quality fabric!” The shop assistant glanced at the old lady’s outfit and chided even louder, “Old people like you always have a peculiar smell! How am I going to sell these if the suits are stained with those smells?” The old lady put her hands behind her as her face fell. It was not uncommon for shop assistants of luxury boutiques to look down on others. Genevieve would not have cared to interfere back in the past. However, she had just lost her own grandmother, and she could not bear to see the old lady being humiliated. She passed the things clutched in her hands to Patrick and headed toward the old lady and the shop assistant. “This suit’s fabric is quite nice,” Genevieve said as she approached the shop assistant. “Could I have a look?” When the shop assistant saw Chanel’s latest piece of the season on Genevieve, her eyes glinted. She hurriedly handed over the suit in her hand and said, “Miss, we are the most prestigious brand in Irushea. Hence, we use only the most exquisite fabric for our pieces. Please, have a look.” Genevieve did not take over the suit. Instead, she frowned and said in a displeased tone, “Why are you wearing gloves? Are you disrespecting me?”

“No, of course not. That’s not what I meant.” The shop assistant hurriedly took off her gloves afterward. “This, and this… I think they’re quite to my liking. I’d like to take a closer look.” Genevieve pointed at the suits and appeared to be quite interested in them. The shop assistant was overjoyed, as she thought she had scored a big client. She hurriedly took the suits and passed them over to Genevieve. Genevieve put on a disdainful look and mocked, “Didn’t you claim that you’re a high-end boutique that uses only the best fabric? You eat, drink, and go to the toilet using your hands. God knows how many germs you’ve got on them. Are you trying to pass on the germs to me? Ew, that’s so gross.” With a wave of her hand, Genevieve said, “I don’t want these suits anymore!” All colors drained from the shop assistant’s face as Genevieve mocked her. She could not help but retort, “Miss, are you doing this on purpose? My hands are clean. There are no germs on them.” “This old lady here is clean as well. Why did you claim that she had a peculiar smell to her?” Genevieve crossed her arms over her chest and shot the shop assistant a frigid look. “Even if this is a high-end boutique, you’re only a shop assistant. What makes you think you’re superior to the others? How dare you look down on your customers?”