My Husband Is a Gary Stu

Chapter 159

Chapter 159 It Is Just A Plushy

“Did he really just faint after taking such a small bite?”

“My throat is burning just by watching them…”

When the parents saw the people in the shop trying the Devil’s Pasta challenge and passing out after a single bite, they started trembling in fear. They hurriedly took their kids and ran away, and the other customers outside the shop took a few steps back as well.

There were tons of onlookers, but hardly any of them actually stepped forward to give it a try.

The staff noticed how Genevieve was eyeing the plushy, so he approached her. “Would you like to try, young lady?”

Genevieve turned around and saw that Armand had caught up with her.

Armand glanced at the notice, then at the cat plushy hanging on the wall. With a frown, he stated, “It’s just a plushy. We can go get one at the claw machines.”

“I’m afraid you won’t be able to get this plushy from a claw machine, Sir,” the staff said with a grin. “This is a limited edition plushy from our shop. It’s one-of-a-kind.”

“How much do I have to pay for it?”

The staff shook his head and politely explained, “I’m sorry, Sir, but it’s a prize. It’s not for sale. If you succeed in completing the Devil’s Pasta challenge, we’ll give you the plushy.”

Armand wasn’t interested in trying any pasta. He pulled out a card from his pocket and said, “I’ll give you a hundred thousand.”

The staff and all the other customers were stunned by his offer. It was the first time anyone had offered such a high price for a single plushy.

If I were the boss, I would sell that plushy for a hundred thousand in a heartbeat, the staff thought.

Unfortunately, he wasn’t.

“This isn’t a matter of money, Sir. You could offer two hundred thousand, and it wouldn’t change anything,” he uttered helplessly. “The only way you can get that plushy is by completing the Devil’s Pasta challenge.”

Hearing that, Armand didn’t try to bargain with him any longer. He shifted his gaze to Genevieve and said, “Let’s walk around a bit more.”

Genevieve remained frozen in place. She took out her phone and showed him her screen after typing: I want that plushy, so I’m going to try the challenge.

Armand narrowed his eyes. “Are you trying to ruin your throat?”

You do it, then. I’m not leaving

do once you

was stare into his eyes for

code on the wall, she ordered one

at the

them were so overwhelmed by the spiciness that they

behind the bar counter, and there were a few chefs in uniform who

a plate of

The sauce was thick and

her. While trying to catch his breath, he warned,

few more times, he started pouring water down his

that hot. She had only just picked

away. There was an icy look on his face as he said, “I’m only doing this because your throat is in

the other challenger was still furiously gulping down water with one hand on the table. Then she looked back

had already picked up a forkful of the pasta and bit into it with his head lowered. The spicy taste of it spread through his mouth instantly, and his

into a tight knot, then had another

challengers were

couldn’t even handle the spiciness of a single bite and had thus given up instantly. Armand,

159 It Is Just

he really just faint after taking such a small

throat is burning

passing out after a single bite, they started trembling

any of them actually stepped

noticed how Genevieve was eyeing the plushy, so he approached her. “Would you like

around and saw that Armand had caught

With a frown, he stated, “It’s just a

get this plushy from a claw machine, Sir,” the staff said

I have to

Sir, but it’s a prize. It’s not for sale. If you succeed in completing the Devil’s Pasta challenge,

out a card from his pocket and said,

were stunned by his offer. It was the

the boss, I would sell that plushy for a hundred thousand in a heartbeat,

Unfortunately, he wasn’t.

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