My Husband Is a Gary Stu

Chapter 1002

“While Cassandra has been with the office longer, her foreign language skills are poor, as are her public relations skills. Genevieve, on the other hand, graduated from the Mallowbrook Institute of Translation and Interpretation. She's fluent in Ustranasion and many other languages,” Armand added.

Surprised, the secretary asked, “If she's so talented in foreign languages, why didn't she apply to the Department of Foreign Affairs?”

Armand merely smiled and replied, “Perhaps she wanted to remain in Jadeborough.”

Meanwhile, Cassandra was heading back to the conference room upstairs to retrieve her staff pass, which she had accidentally left behind. As she exited the stairwell, she overheard Armand's conversation with the secretary.

She was initially delighted when she began eavesdropping, confident that she would become Cali's successor. To her dismay, the conversation suddenly took a turn, and even the secretary now believed Genevieve to be more capable of taking over Cali's position.

Cassandra pursed her lips, fuming with jealousy.

I've had to beat out so many people to get into this department. Why should Genevieve get the job out of nepotism when I had to work my head off to make it here? That's so unfair!

She waited several minutes after Armand and the secretary left the conference room before entering the room to grab her staff pass on the table, her expression dark with fury.

As she left the conference room, she ran into a female colleague from a different department.

“Ah, Hudson.” The female colleague handed a stack of papers to Cassandra. “Here are the health checkup reports for your department. Please help me pass them out.”


The government gave its staff annual health checkups, and Genevieve joined the department just in time to qualify for a checkup.

“Sure.” Cassandra received the reports with a smile.

She flipped through her health checkup report while heading downstairs. The entire department's reports had been bundled together in a manila folder instead of individual envelopes.

After reading her report, Cassandra flipped through the documents and located Genevieve's report.

She snooped around the document and discovered Genevieve had a rare blood type.

Less than ten people in the world shared her blood type. In the event of excessive blood loss, Genevieve would be as good as dead.

After filing that information in her head about her rival, Cassandra was about to return the report to the pile when her gaze snagged on a row of words at the bottom of the document. She froze, an indecipherable emotion flashing through her eyes.

Several minutes later, Cassandra finally returned to her department office. She declared to her colleagues, “Everyone's health checkup reports are out. Come and collect your report.”

Genevieve stood up and retrieved her health checkup report.

Satisfied after skimming through the report, she tossed it into her drawer and gave in to the temptation to text Armand: What's for lunch?

Armand had made a beef casserole for breakfast that morning but kept mum about the lunch menu.

Genevieve was already starving.

Some time later, Armand replied: I put in extra effort to prepare lunch for you. Don't I deserve a sweet message for that?

Biting her lip, Genevieve replied: Thank you, Sir.

Right then, someone knocked on the office door of their department. The cleaning lady who had delivered things to Genevieve in the restroom yesterday came in and handed her a lunchbox.

“A delivery for you, Ms. Rachford.”
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