My Husband Is a Gary Stu

Lowering her gaze, Genevieve responded with a grunt. “That day, Coop and I were sending gifts to Old Mr. Zeigler, and to expose Sylvie's false identity. I thought Sylvie was finished. Who would have known that Bruce wanted to marry her?”

Bruce even posted two tweets in a row, as though he was afraid that no one would know that they were together.

That piqued Johanna's curiosity.

She had guessed that Armand was still alive, and through her investigations, had a gnawing feeling that Bruce could very well be Armand himself.

Now, it would seem that her hypothesis had been overturned.

If Bruce Gable is indeed Armand Faulkner, he would have known how deep the enmity ran between Genevieve and Sylvie. Seeing how Jane had also died at Sylvie's hands, he could not possibly have turned around to marry Sylvie and save her in the process.

While the two of them were chatting, Genevieve was surprised to hear someone call out to her. She also found that voice to be quite familiar.

Turning around, she saw Charlotte walk into the rooftop garden.

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