My Husband Is A Gary Stu novel Chapter 425

My Husband Is a Gary Stu Chapter 425

Chapter 425 Scumbag "Good morning, everyone.” Conversely, it was Genevieve herself who greeted the employees she encountered while she madea beeline toward the front desk. "Has Mr.

Sutton come in yet?” she asked the receptionist.

"He has.

As it's Monday, he should be in a meeting." The long-serving staff who manned the front desk at SpecterCorporation was able to recognize Genevieve the moment she heard her speak and thus handed the executive pass to the latter. After Genevieve left, the two receptionists huddled together to gossip.

"It really is Ms.

Rachford.

She looks even more stunning than she did four years ago.

Her skin is so fair!" "This means the one standing beside Mr.

Faulkner at that charity event last night must have been Ms.

Rachford herself." Although Spring Rain Charity Night kept a low profile and did not accept interviews from the media, the staff from the Spring Rain Foundationhad inserted the group photos taken of the bigwigs at intervals within the writings that summed up the events of the day. Sylvie, who was then considered a top female celebrity, had garnered for herself an astoundingly huge following. They started retweeting the moment they saw the photos from the charity gala.

Sylvie was in great form last night.

That black spaghetti strap dress is a real killer! Sylvie and Mr.

Faulkner look so good together that they should just hurry up and get married!

Her legions of fans spent good money to get that photo trending on several differentplatforms. It was at that moment that Genevieve, who had been inactive on Twitter for four years prior, retweeted that group photo with the caption: Sorry, the person in the photo is me, not Sylvie. Netizens who were enjoying the show from the sidelines were wildly entertained.

They commented about how Sylvie's fans were wasting their own money to have her trending, only to realize that the person in the photo was not whothey thought she was. Things got awkward for Sylvie's fans, but soon after, they found ways to attack Genevieve from other angles by chiding her for standing alongside Armand.

Don't you know that Sylvie and Mr.

Faulkner are dating? Almost constantly keeping tabs on the comments, Genevieve responded to all of those people'saccusations: It was the staff who arranged for me to stand there, so what's wrong with that? I genuinely didn't know that Ms.

Clasen and Mr.

Faulkner were dating.

Did any of you? Sylvie's fans were dumbstruck. All these years, even though Sylvie had been around Armand and had been frequently broughtaround to attend various functions alongside him, he had also been in the company of numerous other women besides her. In addition, Armand had never publicly made any affirmative statements about his relationship with Sylvie. A netizen observing the spectacle thus commented: Isn't Armand Faulkner Genevieve Rachford's ex-husband? From the looks of it, it would seem to me that Sylvie is riding on Genevieve's fame by hanging around him.

Wasn't her resemblance to Genevieve the very reason Mr.

Valentine chose her to be his lead actress on her debut? Doesn't that mean Sylvie probably has Genevieve tothank for being able to become so popular? That comment was swiftly liked until it got bumped up to the number one spot, shutting up all the fans from the opposite camp. As details about that could be searched up easily online, they were left with no means of retorting. Genevieve was waiting inside the CEO's office for Cooper.

Coming across that trending topic while browsing Twitter, she could not resist retweeting it and making Sylvie's fans eat the words they hurled at her.

Seeing that netizen's commentmade her feel much better, but it also had her thinking about the incident from the night before. Yesterday, Armand asked me why I'd switched up my approach so quickly again.

Seems to me that he and Sylvie often engage in such games.

Scumbag! If it was not bad enough that he bedded her, he even mistook her for another woman. Genevieve took one large gulp of coffee to quell her own anger.