My Husband Is a Gary Stu

Chapter 99 Everyone Knows How To Be A Bitch

When Genevieve lifted her head and questioned Armand, the latter could obviously see her raised brows and cunning smile.

At that instant, Armand knew she made such a statement at Marilyn on purpose.

He was aware of Genevieve studying overseas for a few years, but he didn’t realize that she knew Marilyn.

However, based on the expression she had now, he bet she knew about Marilyn’s status before coming here.

Armand then turned his gaze to Marilyn, who was standing before them. When he saw her bit her lips and had a pale face, he creased his brows subtly.

“Darling?” Seeing Armand didn’t give her any response, Genevieve raised the corners of her lips and inquired, “Why aren’t you talking?”

“You can call her whatever you want. The Faulkner family doesn’t have strict rules on how to address each other,” Armand replied nonchalantly. He pulled his arm away from Genevieve’s grip and patted the back of her waist.

“Go say hi to Grandma.”

Genevieve smiled sarcastically in response. As she followed Armand’s gaze, she saw Harriet, who was full of energy, walking toward them.

and an elegant-looking bracelet on her wrist. Her aura was majestic and classy,

lines and wrinkles

was an exquisite woman when she was young. Though she was older now and looked more majestic, her beauty

old lady she met in the mall last

weird then. He

She then stood before Genevieve as

get to know you when you come here with Armand. But I do not anticipate it taking this long to meet you officially. You won’t blame me for not telling you

took a step forward and held Harriet’s arm. With a gentle and lovable voice, she continued, “Thank you for accepting me,

gestured at the housekeeper to bring forward

sure what kind of gift to bring. So, I decided to get you a pot of dendrobium

looks nice.” Harriet nodded her head satisfyingly. She even took a peek at Genevieve from the

the flower

look for a better one and gift it to you in the future,” Genevieve

forget

placed her head on Harriet’s shoulder, looking like a granddaughter

I would have bought you a few