My Husband Is a Gary Stu

Chapter 81 Interesting Show

She kicked Queenie’s abdomen with her long leg. After seeing her fall into the dark room, she gripped the doorknob and shut the door tight.

“No! Get away from me! Move…”

Soon, Genevieve, who was standing in front of the door, heard many moaning sounds and Queenie’s shriek.

Her screams gradually subsided, turning into a painful moaning sound with a hint of pleasure. Her voice was mixed with the gasping sounds of the other men.

Genevieve listened to it in silence. There wasn’t a trace of remorse on her delicate face.

After all, she was not a saint.

The moment Queenie wanted to make a move against her, she decided to take revenge even if Queenie didn’t succeed.

In less than a minute, the next room’s door was opened, and Patrick walked out of it.

Genevieve turned around and looked at him. “Is it done?”

of the two rooms are close. I went over to hide the pinhole

moment, Patrick heard a moaning sound coming from the room. He smiled coldly as he said, “Serves

noise was too much for her ears, so she turned around

know that Queenie would make a move against

the most complicated? Besides, Queenie’s trick is too basic.” Genevieve glanced

to do something against me when she came over to the translation department in the morning to apologize to me and treated me to a dessert. During the welcoming party at night, she apologized to me

continued, “So, you sent me messages to keep an

and her red lips curled upward. “Otherwise, how

she figured out a lot of things correctly in the hospital last time through the accident, he didn’t expect her to be so clever as to make Queenie fall for her

reached the elevator, he pressed the elevator’s button and waited for it to arrive. He put his hands behind the back of his head and asked, “You’ve

Genevieve’s pale face had shocked

extremely rare. There aren’t many people

around and looked at Genevieve. His face was filled with not only

information at the banquet. He seemed to have seen the word “Phnull” in the blood type

anger, Patrick’s hazy

had an inkling of what was