My Husband Is A Gary Stu novel Chapter 1042

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Chapter 1042

Charlotte snorted in response. “What's the point of a swimsuit when you don't show some legs?”

“Beats me.” Genevieve shrugged.

After taking a sip from the coffee she was holding, Charlotte's lips curled into a smile. “Nevertheless, I didn't come out empty- handed from the game. With regards to the two scripts he's currently working on, I have cut out all the kissing and sex scenes from them. Also, he's paying for whatever I fancy tonight.”

Genevieve almost choked on her coffee before throwing Charlotte a curious glance. “Are you sure? How can a celebrity like him have more money than you?”

“He doesn't but is still richer than your man.” Charlotte continued, “Your man used to be so glamorous when he had hundreds of billions in assets. But now, how much does he make a month as a civil servant? Does he even get ten thousand?”

After a momentary pause, she exclaimed, “Don't tell me that you have to pay for whatever you bid later yourself?”

Genevieve retorted, “Do you know that you're really annoying?”

“As long as you admit that I'm beautiful, I don't mind you hating me.” Running her finger down Genevieve's cheek, Charlotte coaxed with a pout, “Be good now. Just choose something you like later. It'll be my gift to you.”

While they were chatting, a member of the staff approached them and handed Genevieve a card.

“Ms. Rachford, your husband had this sent over.”

Genevieve had barely taken the card in her hands when Armand's message arrived: I've sent someone with a card over. Feel free to use it. It's an eleven-figure amount.

Even though she was surprised at how he had so much money, a smile instantly bloomed on her face, and her mood couldn't be any better.

Subsequently, she waved her phone screen at Charlotte. “Obviously, there's no way I'm going to pay for the things I bid myself.

Be a good girl, and I'll buy you a treasure this evening that will bring your boyfriend lots of luck. With it, I'm sure he can give you a card with eleven figures the next time.”

Charlotte snorted in response. “Sure. I would be a fool to refuse.”