My Husband Is a Gary Stu

“He's an artist under my management, and my salary depends entirely on him. As his agent, it's my duty to protect him. Your stylist damaged someone else's property, and I have to hold him accountable,” said Charlotte.

Jibson placed his hand over Charlotte's and stopped her from making a call. “Lottie, at least I'm your ex. Can't you let this pass for once? Just tell me how much I owe you, and I'll repay it.”

“The masterpiece of a master tailor can't be bought with just money,” Charlotte replied firmly, without backing down. “If you can have someone deliver an identical dress within an hour, I won't pursue the matter.”

“Handmade gowns take the longest time to make. Are you deliberately making things difficult for me, Lottie?”

Jibson placed his hand on Charlotte's shoulder, embracing her intimately, and whispered in her ear, “Lottie, things are different now compared to the past, so I want you to think carefully.”

Upon hearing this, Charlotte's face instantly darkened.

She was no longer the person who could make everyone do her bidding with a wave of her hand.

She had no support from her family, the Benson family, and no money.

Jibson was the designated model for Chanel, while his uncle was the creative director for Desiree. In the fashion world, their words carry significant weight, and they have extensive connections.

The fashion industry was still predominantly controlled by Apea and Adrune.

Charlotte was determined to get to the bottom of it today, even if it meant falling out with Jibson and ending Jerry's fashion career.

In the future, Jerry might still be able to appear in major domestic magazines. However, for foreign luxury brands, whether it was being their spokesperson or borrowing outfits from them, he would have no chance.

Moreover, Genevieve Orsi Productions wasn't hers. If she acted recklessly, relying on her relationship with Genevieve, it could lead to other artists under the company losing the opportunity to borrow high fashion brand attires in the future.

The various crises that would be brought about after falling out with Jibson forced Charlotte to swallow her anger. She then pushed Jibson away from her side.

“Transfer ten million for that formal attire to me right now.”

Upon hearing this, Camilla's eyes widened, and she commented in a coy voice, “That formal attire of yours is just a piece of fabric, and it doesn't have any diamonds on it. How can it be worth ten million? Are you trying to scam us?”

Charlotte sharply retorted, “Are you a parrot? You only know how to talk non-stop! Can't you just shut up?”

Before Camilla could recover from her embarrassment, Charlotte sneered again, “Since you're so fond of sympathizing with others, then come, you pay for him. Give me ten million right now!”

Unable to refute Charlotte's argument, Camilla silently retreated to a corner.

Jibson saw this scene and laughed heartily, “I never thought that besides being charming, Lottie is also quite sharp-tongued.”

“Transfer the money to this card.” Charlotte sent her bank account number to Jibson.

Once Jibson's money was transferred to her account, Charlotte couldn't stand to look at him for even a second longer, finding him utterly repulsive, and immediately drove him and Kurt out.