My Husband Is a Gary Stu

Chapter 83 In What Position Are You Speaking

After regaining her freedom, Genevieve leaned against the wall and took a few breaths. She felt like someone had hammered her head as a black fuzz started edging into the edge of her consciousness.

She recalled that she also smelled the scent Patrick was talking about just now.

Genevieve pulled up the coat that had slipped to her elbow and brought it up to her shoulders.

She looked up and was about to say something but swallowed up her words when she saw the sullen expression worn by the man standing in front of her. The man was wearing a dark gray suit, his eyes glinting with a cold gleam under his glasses.

Why is Cooper here?

Soon, Genevieve smelled the blood. She lowered her head to find Patrick lying unconscious on the ground. Her face changed in an instant.

Cooper must have struck hard to immobilize Patrick.

Flustered, Genevieve forgot that her phone had been snatched by Patrick when she called Cooper just now. She rummaged in the pocket trying to find her phone but to no avail. Instead, she inadvertently felt a small hard object in her pocket.

Just as she was about to dig the object out of her pocket, Cooper, who had been standing still, suddenly took a step toward her and grabbed her wrist.

Genevieve was caught off guard. She was jostled toward the guest room across the corridor in which the door was left ajar.

the door

seconds after the two entered the guest room, a man with a black cap slowly walked out from the corner of the corridor. He looked like

then turned to Patrick who was on the ground. He took out his mobile phone and

“The plan has failed.”

the other end of the phone and then

and disappeared into the

tightly against the wall, leaned

Civil Hall, he had been feeling suspicious and

worker of Central Group that Genevieve had gotten

more than a female companion to

just now, and she still hadn’t gotten over the shock yet. Before she could recompose

hard that her

suddenly smelled the faint inexplicable scent again. Her mind became heavier,

to clear up the fog in her mind. “It’s none of your business whom

a huge wave of anger overflowed in

him and Genevieve. His voice was icy cold. “So,

of me!” Genevieve did not answer his question. Instead, she raised her head and met his eyes. “If not, I’ll call

still looked as beautiful as ever. However,