My Husband Is a Gary Stu

Chapter 266 Dare Not Marry Such A Violent Woman

she was deep in contemplation while sipping coffee, the conference room door was pushed open. Steven tossed Mirrin in unceremoniously.Then, he shut the door firmly.Mirrin stumbled forward a few steps forward. When she regained her footing, she immediately glanced back over her shoulder at Steven.A hint of displeasure stained her alluring face. “I’m Armand’s biological mother! I won’t show you an iota of mercy the next time you drag around me like that!”It was as though Steven didn’t hear her, for he merely kept guard at the conference room door with an icy expression.Fluffing her hair, Mirrin headed toward Genevieve smilingly. “My dear daughter-in-law, I just knew that you must have something to discuss with me that you asked someone to bring me here alone. Well, go on and say it. Are you planning to give me shares or money?”While asking that, she pulled out the chair on her left and sat down.Genevieve automatically ignored the woman’s address of her. In an even voice, she questioned, “Why did you take the initiative to make an appearance before the media and reveal that you’re Armand’s biological mother?”Twirling a finger around her curly chestnut hair, Mirrin lazily leaned back against the chair.“For the money, of course! Just imagine this. You gave birth to a son, and he grew up to be a billionaire. Wouldn’t you want to tell the whole world that he’s your son when he’s so capable? Even if you don’t, I do! I never thought that my only son actually turned out to be so incredible! God has really blessed me greatly!” she gushed joyfully.Timothy was wholly sickened at the sight of the woman’s money-grubbing ways.“Indeed. Who wouldn’t want to show off for a bit after giving birth to such a son?” Genevieve chuckled.Her hand slipped on the coffee cup, and it fell to the floor, shattering into a thousand pieces.Steven wanted to step forward to clean the mess, but Genevieve waved a dismissive hand at him. She then crouched and picked up the shards herself.With her head lowered, she remarked, “Considering your identity at present, Mdm. Pinkard, the journalists will never believe