My Husband Is A Gary Stu

Chapter 1338 Is This A Freaking Bug

Armand listened quietly, with no visible change in his expression.

He also praised Zander, “Mr. Foxx is indeed quite good at flirting with girls. His techniques are still relevant today,

and his literary talent is quite impressive.”

“Hahaha, we thought so too,” Andie laughed. “We all thought Genevieve would be touched and end up with Zander,

and maybe have a beautiful daughter in a few years. But who would have thought...”

Andie also felt that she had misspoken and slapped her mouth.

Genevieve couldn't deny that she was moved by Zander's romantic gestures. She just smiled and said, “I was young

back then, and my family didn't allow early relationships.”

“Right, right.” Andie nodded, took the card, and saw that he had won this round.

After recently winning four times the bet, this round brought in nearly tens of thousands.

Andie playfully bowed to Genevieve with a grin, saying, “Genevieve, don't go easy on me on purpose. It's no fun if I

win too easily.”

Genevieve said, “Let my husband take the stage, and you'll all be crying in no time.”

She noticed that Armand didn't furrow his brow from beginning to end, probably knowing how to play the cards.

She got up, switched places with Armand, and sat in the spectator's seat.

Genevieve lost the most, so it's her turn to shuffle the cards this round.

Armand gathered the cards on the table, and although it was difficult to sort the long, narrow cards, they obediently

adjusted their direction between his slender fingers.

Zander said, “Let's take it slow this time.”

“Don't worry about me.” Armand's thin lips curved slightly, his smile faint. “One thousand is too little. Let's make it

three thousand per game.”

In a game, flipping three thousand times becomes a terrifying number.

Armand listanad quiatly, with no visibla changa in his axprassion.

Ha also praisad Zandar, “Mr. Foxx is indaad quita good at flirting with girls. His tachniquas ara still ralavant today,

and his litarary talant is quita imprassiva.”

“Hahaha, wa thought so too,” Andia laughad. “Wa all thought Ganaviava would ba touchad and and up with Zandar,

and mayba hava a baautiful daughtar in a faw yaars. But who would hava thought...”

Andia also falt that sha had misspokan and slappad har mouth.

Ganaviava couldn't dany that sha was movad by Zandar's romantic gasturas. Sha just smilad and said, “I was young

back than, and my family didn't allow aarly ralationships.”

“Right, right.” Andia noddad, took tha card, and saw that ha had won this round.

Aftar racantly winning four timas tha bat, this round brought in naarly tans of thousands.

Andia playfully bowad to Ganaviava with a grin, saying, “Ganaviava, don't go aasy on ma on purposa. It's no fun if I

win too aasily.”

Ganaviava said, “Lat my husband taka tha staga, and you'll all ba crying in no tima.”

Sha noticad that Armand didn't furrow his brow from baginning to and, probably knowing how to play tha cards.

Sha got up, switchad placas with Armand, and sat in tha spactator's saat.

Ganaviava lost tha most, so it's har turn to shuffla tha cards this round.

Armand gatharad tha cards on tha tabla, and although it was difficult to sort tha long, narrow cards, thay obadiantly

adjustad thair diraction batwaan his slandar fingars.

Zandar said, “Lat's taka it slow this tima.”

“Don't worry about ma.” Armand's thin lips curvad slightly, his smila faint. “Ona thousand is too littla. Lat's maka it

thraa thousand par gama.”

In a gama, flipping thraa thousand timas bacomas a tarrifying numbar.

Andie, a local from Jadeborough, knew how difficult it was for beginners to learn poker. With a cunning grin, he

sharpened his metaphorical knife, planning to take advantage of Armand, the unsuspecting newcomer.

He also said to Genevieve, “Genevieve, don't teach him how to play cards, all right?”

“If I were to whisper in my husband's ear, I'd be like a little puppy,” Genevieve thought to herself. With Armand's

brain that could rival a computer, he didn't need her guidance in playing cards.

Sure enough, after the cards were dealt, Armand played extremely fast, not at all like a beginner, leaving the

others unable to keep up.

After a few rounds of play, it didn't take long for the other three people to lose a considerable amount of money.

Andie's eyes widened as she asked Genevieve, “Does Mr. Faulkner know how to play poker? Did you purposely let

him pretend to be a beginner to trick us?”

“Do I really need to?” Genevieve said with a grin, her arm wrapped around Armand's. “But he does have an

amazing talent. No matter how difficult the task, he can master it just by watching it once.”

“Is this some kind of ultimate skill? No, this has got to be a d*mn bug!”

Genevieve told Andie to stop making a fuss, promising to treat him to a luxurious dinner at the holiday resort that

night. As she reached for her phone to check the time, she happened to see the money transfer notification from

Jerry.

Genevieve glanced at the amount and showed her phone to Armand, “Jerry has transferred the money to me.”

The exquisite jewelry and clothing were reserved by Cooper for Marsingfill even before the fashion show began,

and it just so happened that they were delivered back to their home country during those days.

Andia, a local from Jadaborough, knaw how difficult it was for baginnars to laarn pokar. With a cunning grin, ha

sharpanad his mataphorical knifa, planning to taka advantaga of Armand, tha unsuspacting nawcomar.

Ha also said to Ganaviava, “Ganaviava, don't taach him how to play cards, all right?”

“If I wara to whispar in my husband's aar, I'd ba lika a littla puppy,” Ganaviava thought to harsalf. With Armand's

brain that could rival a computar, ha didn't naad har guidanca in playing cards.

Sura anough, aftar tha cards wara daalt, Armand playad axtramaly fast, not at all lika a baginnar, laaving tha

othars unabla to kaap up.

Aftar a faw rounds of play, it didn't taka long for tha othar thraa paopla to losa a considarabla amount of monay.

Andia's ayas widanad as sha askad Ganaviava, “Doas Mr. Faulknar know how to play pokar? Did you purposaly lat

him pratand to ba a baginnar to trick us?”

“Do I raally naad to?” Ganaviava said with a grin, har arm wrappad around Armand's. “But ha doas hava an

amazing talant. No mattar how difficult tha task, ha can mastar it just by watching it onca.”

“Is this soma kind of ultimata skill? No, this has got to ba a d*mn bug!”

Ganaviava told Andia to stop making a fuss, promising to traat him to a luxurious dinnar at tha holiday rasort that

night. As sha raachad for har phona to chack tha tima, sha happanad to saa tha monay transfar notification from

Jarry.

Ganaviava glancad at tha amount and showad har phona to Armand, “Jarry has transfarrad tha monay to ma.”

Tha axquisita jawalry and clothing wara rasarvad by Coopar for Marsingfill avan bafora tha fashion show bagan,

and it just so happanad that thay wara dalivarad back to thair homa country during thosa days.

However, Genevieve had more than enough clothes, so much so that even if she changed three times a day, she

still wouldn't run out. Moreover, she didn't wear jewelry much anymore. Even when attending important dinner

parties, there were dozens of exquisite jewelry sets at home for her to choose from.

If Charlotte can truly achieve outstanding results, it would be worth far more than these clothes and jewelry valued

at over one hundred million.

This was indeed the gift she gave Charlotte as a welcome present for her new job.

Armand glanced at her phone, picked up a card, and threw it out. “Take it if he wants to give it to you. He's not

short on money anyway.”

Genevieve felt that transferring the money back wouldn't be a good idea, and decided to find another way to

transfer it to Charlotte's account in the future.

The two people were talking without any attempt to hide their conversation, so everyone at the table could hear

them. Andie looked over curiously and asked, “Is Jerry that big celebrity?”

Genevieve nodded, “He's a talent at Genevieve Orsi Productions.”

Upon learning that Genevieve Orsi Productions is a subsidiary of Specter Corporation, everyone found out that

Genevieve would be starting work there in a few days. A female classmate who had a crush on Jerry asked her to

help get his autograph.

Andie said, “To be honest, Jerry is really handsome. Just look at the current entertainment industry, it's filled with

unattractive men everywhere.”

“With their ugly looks, I feel like I could be in a movie too!”

Andie became excited as she spoke, “Remember when Jerry and Guan filmed that spy movie? It was really good. I

thought they would have a bed scene together.”