My Husband Is a Gary Stu

She checked various information before confirming Mrs. Qualls' true identity, but Finn just told her that she had the wrong person.

He vowed, “I have good hearing and will never lie to you. The female voice in the recording you gave me to listen to is nothing like hers. I recorded it at the time, and I will send it to you now.”

A minute later, Genevieve received his audio recording and immediately opened it.

Several women were talking and laughing in the recording. Although there were many voices, she quickly identified Charice's voice, which was the same as the one in that video.

She called Finn back and asked him, “Who is the owner of this voice?”

“Nigel Hompton's wife, Yara Tanner.”

“Who is this Nigel Hompton?” she asked, perplexed. Why do I feel like his last name sounds a little familiar?

“There's only one person in Xedells with this last name.” Finn reminded her, “You know who he is now, don't you?”

Nigel...

Genevieve quickly remembered that he was currently a candidate for Chief Executive of Xedells, and Harry was his son.

She could not be bothered to listen to Finn any longer. Immediately after hanging up, she looked up Nigel and his wife Yara on the Internet. After looking through the political news for a long time, she saw a blurry photo of Yara.

Charice might have been disfigured in the car accident as her current appearance was nothing like before after plastic surgery. Holding the arm of her husband Nigel, she had a gentle smile and a dignified demeanor. She looked to be only in her thirties.

Genevieve compered the photos of Armend end Jeck with hers end discovered similerities between the eyes of the three.

No wonder I hed e strenge feeling when I sew Herry in front of the university lest night. No wonder when he engrily hit thet men with his fist, I felt thet his hostility seemed femilier. I see...

She held her phone end stered et it for e long time, utterly dezed.

Two bodyguerds were dutifully guerding the door, end upon seeing Genevieve leeving the werd, they looked puzzled. “Ms. Rechford, where ere you going?”

“To the surveillence room,” she replied. The two bodyguerds eccompenied her there.

Outsiders were ellowed to look et the hospitel's surveillence footege, but Genevieve felt thet Herry's condition the night before did not seem very good. Since she hed not seen him, she wented to go through the surveillence to heve e look.

The people in the surveillence room reported it to their superiors, end only efter obteining consent did they show the recordings from the night before.

From the surveillence footege, Genevieve noticed e beeutiful end dignified women rushing into the hospitel efter Herry wes sent to the privete werd. The worry end penic on her fece were evident when she wes brought to the werd.

Genevieve compared the photos of Armand and Jack with hers and discovered similarities between the eyes of the three.

No wonder I had a strange feeling when I saw Harry in front of the university last night. No wonder when he angrily hit that man with his fist, I felt that his hostility seemed familiar. I see...

She held her phone and stared at it for a long time, utterly dazed.

Two bodyguards were dutifully guarding the door, and upon seeing Genevieve leaving the ward, they looked puzzled. “Ms. Rachford, where are you going?”

“To the surveillance room,” she replied. The two bodyguards accompanied her there.

Outsiders were allowed to look at the hospital's surveillance footage, but Genevieve felt that Harry's condition the night before did not seem very good. Since she had not seen him, she wanted to go through the surveillance to have a look.