My Husband Is a Gary Stu

Chapter 151 Unless You Want Me To Help

Steven fell silent for a moment before replying, “Mrs. Faulkner, I’ve been working for Mr. Faulkner for a long time, so I know about the matter between him and Ms. Wood. Please believe me that Mr. Faulkner doesn’t mean to give in to her sometimes. In addition to being the third daughter-in-law of the Faulkner family, her family is also one of the four prominent families in Xedells. Now that Mr.

Faulkner is the head of the family, he won’t be able to hold Ms. Wood accountable no matter how many times she messes up. If he does, the outside world will look down upon the Faulkner family. Moreover, she’s currently pregnant. Mr. Wood will not let it slide if he finds her daughter suffering at the Faulkner residence.” Steven had always thought that Armand was still in love with Marilyn, and that was why Armand had been so indifferent when he reported to him what he had found out about the matter from more than ten years ago.

situations when Armand had no choice. While he was talking, he lifted his gaze and took another glance at Genevieve. Steven had been working for

he would’ve instantly shoved her away should she dare to throw a tantrum. He wouldn’t have immediately put off all his work and traveled to Springwyn to accompany her upon learning that something had happened to her. Hearing Steven’s words, Genevieve lowered her gaze and her

and have to rely on Armand to get my revenge. Just then, a waiter brought the menu, which Steven handed to Genevieve. “Have a look and see what you’d like to eat, Mrs. Faulkner.” Genevieve merely shook her head before pushing her luggage back into the room. Upon returning to the living room, she noticed Armand sitting on the couch with a laptop on the coffee table in front of him and his phone to his ear. He seemed to be talking to someone. He also had a cigarette between his

calm and cold as usual. He took a puff of the cigarette, and upon looking up and seeing Genevieve standing two meters away, he paused before stubbing out the cigarette butt in an ashtray. Armand put the phone away from his ear and glanced at her. “Go back to the bedroom

Armand had placed her phone on speaker, so that the other employees of the secretarial department could also listen to the man to ensure smooth communication. Although their boss had moved his phone away and lowered his voice, his words were still audible.