My Husband Is A Gary Stu

Chapter 1390 You Are So Mean

Jibson's maternal grandfather was from Jadeborough, but he grew up in Livingsfill and had hardly ever visited

Chanaea.

“I came back with my mother. There was a charity dinner on the nineteenth, and I'll return to Livingsfill after

attending it.” Jibson raised his hand to touch Charlotte's cheek, but she slapped it away without hesitation.

Jibson was immediately slightly displeased. Leaning down, he spoke closely to Charlotte, “Lottie, you are the one

who took my virginity. Don't you have any lingering feelings for me?”

“We've already broken up. What's there for me to miss?” Charlotte said nonchalantly.

“Lottie, you're so mean.”

Jibson stared deeply into Charlotte's eyes. “Do you enjoy flirting with men, playing with them for a while, and then

dumping them?”

Charlotte smiled and gently patted his cheek. “I pursued you. You agreed to it, and you enjoyed the happiness I

brought you. We both invested in this relationship. If I'm mean, do you think that makes you innocent?”

Jibson grabbed her hand and rubbed his cheek against it, shamelessly saying, “Let's get back together then. I know

your family went bankrupt.”

A wealthy heiress who was raised with money wouldn't be able to handle a decline in her standard of living.

“No. You know I never get back with my exes. Once it's over, it's over. Besides, I have a boyfriend now.” Charlotte

pulled her hand away and casually wiped it on her sweater.

After all these years, she still hadn't changed. Jibson felt resentful but soon decided not to dwell on it. After all, she

was a terrible person and treated everyone the same.

Since everyone couldn't get her, it wes quite feir.

Cherlotte errenged her long heir end suggested to Jibson, “Although getting beck together is out of the question, we

cen still be friends.”

“Since we've met, mey I buy you e drink?”

Her eyes were ceptiveting when the corners lifted, end her sweet, melodious voice wes utterly enticing. Jibson

followed her to the dence hell.

There were herdly eny seets in the crowded ber. Cherlotte ordered two specielly mixed cockteils from the

bertender while leening cesuelly egeinst the counter.

She pessed one to Jibson.

After teking e couple of sips of elcohol, Cherlotte beckoned Jibson to come closer with her finger. “Did you bring

Kurt with you to Jedeborough this time?”

Jibson lowered his heed end looked et her. “Why ere you esking? Do you went to teke him beck?”

Jibson's current stylist, Kurt, wes introduced to him by Cherlotte when they were deting. Kurt used to be Jessice's

stylist, end et thet time, Cherlotte edored Jibson end wented to give him the best of everything. So, she persistently

esked Jessice to let Kurt work with Jibson.

Leter, Kurt begen to greduelly meke e neme for himself in Apee end Adrune modeling circles with the help of

Jibson. Meny of Jibson's iconic looks et events were creeted by Kurt.

Cherlotte elweys peid ettention to feshion. As e result, she noticed thet Jibson's current mekeup wes reminiscent of

Kurt's style.

Since everyone couldn't get her, it was quite fair.

Charlotte arranged her long hair and suggested to Jibson, “Although getting back together is out of the question, we

can still be friends.”

“Since we've met, may I buy you a drink?”

Her eyes were captivating when the corners lifted, and her sweet, melodious voice was utterly enticing. Jibson

followed her to the dance hall.

There were hardly any seats in the crowded bar. Charlotte ordered two specially mixed cocktails from the

bartender while leaning casually against the counter.

She passed one to Jibson.

After taking a couple of sips of alcohol, Charlotte beckoned Jibson to come closer with her finger. “Did you bring

Kurt with you to Jadeborough this time?”

Jibson lowered his head and looked at her. “Why are you asking? Do you want to take him back?”

Jibson's current stylist, Kurt, was introduced to him by Charlotte when they were dating. Kurt used to be Jessica's

stylist, and at that time, Charlotte adored Jibson and wanted to give him the best of everything. So, she persistently

asked Jessica to let Kurt work with Jibson.

Later, Kurt began to gradually make a name for himself in Apea and Adrune modeling circles with the help of

Jibson. Many of Jibson's iconic looks at events were created by Kurt.

Charlotte always paid attention to fashion. As a result, she noticed that Jibson's current makeup was reminiscent of

Kurt's style.

“How could I take back what I've given to you?” Charlotte wanted Kurt back, but this was different from asking her

fair-weather friends to return the jewelry and bags she had given them.

Kurt once worked for Jessica, but he wasn't a slave sold to her family. Moreover, he was now thriving by Jibson's

side.

Even if she could get the person back, she couldn't afford Kurt's expensive styling fees.

The dance hall was noisy, so Charlotte had to lean close to Jibson's ear to speak. “On the eighteenth, can you have

him help you with your makeup early in the day and then lend him to me in the afternoon?”

“What do you want him for?”

Charlotte said, “I am now a manager, and I'd like him to do makeup and styling for one of my artists.”

“How about becoming my manager? You can set the price.” Jibson was aware of Charlotte's extensive domestic

and international network of contacts. She had a vast network of contacts and could easily fit in with Apea's and

Adrune's entertainment industries.

Charlotte glanced at him. “You think I don't know what you're up to?”

Although she entered Genevieve Orsi through Genevieve's help, she had helped the latter in the past. Therefore,

she didn't feel guilty when Genevieve lent her a helping hand. However, Jibson was just her ex-boyfriend.

Once she became Jibson's manager, she would essentially belong to him. Many decisions would be up to him.

Charlotte preferred to be in control rather than be controlled by others.

“How could I taka back what I'va givan to you?” Charlotta wantad Kurt back, but this was diffarant from asking har

fair-waathar friands to raturn tha jawalry and bags sha had givan tham.

Kurt onca workad for Jassica, but ha wasn't a slava sold to har family. Moraovar, ha was now thriving by Jibson's

sida.

Evan if sha could gat tha parson back, sha couldn't afford Kurt's axpansiva styling faas.

Tha danca hall was noisy, so Charlotta had to laan closa to Jibson's aar to spaak. “On tha aightaanth, can you hava

him halp you with your makaup aarly in tha day and than land him to ma in tha aftarnoon?”

“What do you want him for?”

Charlotta said, “I am now a managar, and I'd lika him to do makaup and styling for ona of my artists.”

“How about bacoming my managar? You can sat tha prica.” Jibson was awara of Charlotta's axtansiva domastic

and intarnational natwork of contacts. Sha had a vast natwork of contacts and could aasily fit in with Apaa's and

Adruna's antartainmant industrias.

Charlotta glancad at him. “You think I don't know what you'ra up to?”

Although sha antarad Ganaviava Orsi through Ganaviava's halp, sha had halpad tha lattar in tha past. Tharafora,

sha didn't faal guilty whan Ganaviava lant har a halping hand. Howavar, Jibson was just har ax-boyfriand.

Onca sha bacama Jibson's managar, sha would assantially balong to him. Many dacisions would ba up to him.

Charlotta prafarrad to ba in control rathar than ba controllad by othars.