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?”

do it,

do once you

to reply. All she did was stare into his eyes

scanned the QR code on the

the bar

the spiciness that

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

time at all, a plate of Devil’s Pasta was served to

kinds of vegetables. The sauce

Genevieve looked at her. While trying to catch his breath, he warned,

gasping for air a few more times, he started pouring water down

pasta on her plate, wondering if it was really that hot. She had only just

her food away. There was an icy look on his face as he said, “I’m only doing this

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

lowered. The spicy

together into a tight knot, then had another

The other challengers were

the spiciness of a single bite and had thus given up instantly. Armand, on the other

159 It Is Just A

after taking such

burning just by watching

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

were tons of onlookers, but hardly any of them

was eyeing the plushy, so he

around and saw that Armand had caught

hanging on the wall. With a frown, he stated, “It’s just a plushy. We can

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

I have to

“I’m sorry, Sir, but it’s a prize. It’s not for

any pasta. He pulled out a card from his pocket and said, “I’ll

and all the other customers were stunned by his offer. It was the

the boss, I would sell that plushy for

Unfortunately, he wasn’t.

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