My Husband Is a Gary Stu

“If I had any objections against you, I wouldn't have signed you up,” said Genevieve. “Why would I bring you to the company just to annoy myself?”

Upon hearing that, Scarlette leaned forward and looked at Genevieve. “Yvonne is someone you stole from Ingenuity Entertainment. She's talented and beautiful, and it's right for you to support her. However, I don't want to be just another pretty face either. Why don't you take a gamble on me? If I look terrible in a traditional gown, I'll let the company assign me tasks in the future and never fight for jobs again.”

Genevieve did not mind discussing terms with others, and Scarlette indeed had the capital to do so.

In the end, she agreed.

She agreed to bet on Scarlette for two reasons. First, Yvonne had already accumulated a considerable amount of popularity, and her acting skills were widely recognized in the industry. Even if she could not make a stunning appearance in a gown at the charity dinner, the company could still market her based on the amount of her donation.

Scarlette was a newcomer with no work to her name, but she was quite beautiful. If she could gain enough attention at the charity dinner, jobs would certainly come pouring in.

Genevieve's ultimate goal was to make money. Whoever had the greater potential to earn money would receive the best jobs.

Genevieve personally went to find Yvonne, asking her to exchange her traditional gown for Scarlette's haute couture. Additionally, Genevieve offered Yvonne the opportunity to become a global ambassador for a high-end jewelry brand. Only then did Yvonne reluctantly agree.

Then, Genevieve took Scarlette's bust and hip measurements before taking the traditional gown personally to find Leila Joule.

Leila Joule never altered her custom-made traditional gowns, but this time, she made an exception for Genevieve.

Fortunately, Genevieve arrived just in time, as the next day was the day of the retrial and sentencing for Joshua's case. Leila Joule would be attending the trial and would not be at the tailor shop.

After finishing all the work, Genevieve was completely exhausted and asked Armand to pick her up from the tailor shop. As the sky was getting dark, Armand hurried over. He took a taxi so that he could drive Genevieve's car back home.

“Why are you dressed so lightly?” He wrapped the scarf around Genevieve and embraced her as they got into the car.

On the way back, Genevieve told him about her negotiation with Scarlette. She wondered, “I don't think she's the ambitious type who wants to climb to the top of the entertainment industry, and she doesn't seem to lack money either.”

She looked at Armand. “What is she doing in the entertainment industry?”

Armand was driving the car and casually replied, “She hasn't been there before, so she wants to have some fun and enjoy the feeling of being the center of attention.”

Genevieve sneered upon hearing that, “Which celebrity with a high profile doesn't have seven or eight paparazzi following them every day? The paparazzi know every detail of their lives, even when they eat or go to the bathroom. Does she actually enjoy that kind of feeling?”

“People are complex. They have different thoughts and pursuits,” Armand said. “You can have your assistant bring the traditional gown for alterations. There's no need for you to come personally.”

“Do you feel sorry for Scarlette?”

“Why will I feel sorry for her?” Armand was baffled by her abrupt question. “I just think it's too cold outside, and you don't have to force yourself to go out.”

Genevieve said, “I thought you were going to say 'If she's giving you a hard time, just terminate the contract and let her go,' but you didn't.”

She turned her head to look at the man, “I didn't want to ask before, but now I'm really curious... What kind of leverage does Scarlette have on you for you to be playing with women at such a young age?”

Armand said helplessly, “No, I never. Right from the beginning, you are the only woman in my life.”