My Husband Is A Gary Stu novel Chapter 666

Feeling the murderous intent exuding from Jack, Sylvic shuddered. “Ilis name is Bruce Gable. He was blacklisted after being accused of perpetrating domestic violence. After that contract with Genevieve Orsi Productions. Ile chin‘ lave any resources after he resurfaced. However, ever since Genevieve returned, the ligler–ups of Genevieve Orsi Productions had begun to pay attention to him.”

She was jealous of Genevieve and resented her. Even though she just stood there not doing anything, Cooper..4rmand, and an Jack could automatically fall in love with her. She always has everything she wants! This is so unfair.

After he looked at the pictures. Jack stulled them back into the envelope. “Remember what I said, Sylvie. If you plan to harm my wife again…”

He revealed a cold smirk on his face and continued, “I‘ll mummify you alive and put you in front of your mother‘s grave.”

His vicious threat sent goosebumps all over Sylvie‘s skin. Her head was hung so low that it was almost touching lier chest.

After the sounds made by his leather shocs disappeared and the door to the private room closed, she finally relaxed. She pressed her hand on her chest and breathed heavily.

I thought I was vicious enough with my methods in order to obtain what I wanted. However, I‘ve encountered an even more vicious opponent, Jack.I/ Jack knows about that…

Her body shuddered uncontrollably before she swiftly calmed down. The only person who knew about that was Jermaine, who was dead. I just need to wait and get the money. Then I‘ll escape overseas and change my face. After that, no one will be able to find me.

She crawled up with great effort and grabbed the towel on the table, wrapping it around her bleeding wound. Then, she laboriously inched her way out of the private room.

At that moment, a couple of young men and women strolled toward her while chatting gleefully before entering the private room on the opposite side.

One of the young men who was wearing a jacket saw Sylvie as she exited the room. Her right hand was holding a handbag while pressing a towel on her head. The towel was already soaked with blood.

The young man thought she looked familiar.

After he and his friends went into their private room, he remembered something and ran out, squeezing himself into the elevator right before the door closed.

“Is that you. Sylvie?” he asked tentatively,

Sylvie raised her head and looked at the young man in front of her. I think I saw him at the reunion meal with Old Mr. Zeigler‘s descendants.

“Zaync?” she asked.

Zayne Ziegler was Miles‘ brother. There was a pretty huge difference in age between the brothers because Zayne was born when his parents were older.

Zayne nodded.

When he saw the miserable state Sylvic was in and the wound that was barely visible under the

towel, he frowned. “Who hit you?”

She shook her head. “It‘s nothing. I accidentally fell.”

Wliile Zayne only went to his family‘s residence a couple of times every year, he knew Sylvie was his long–lost aunt‘s daughter. He also knew that his grandfather loved Sylvic very much.

“You‘re telling me your head was gashed because you fell accidentally?” When he noticed how limp Sylvie‘s left arm was, as though it had been broken, he felt sorry for her.

He touched her arm and found the dislocated spot. “It‘s going to be a little painful, so endure it.”

Seeing that he knew how to pop bones back into their places, Sylvie nodded.

Just as she lowered her head and coughed, she heard a cracking sound. With that, her arm was back to normal, though it still felt painfully numb.

“Who beat you up?” Zayne asked again. “I‘ll help you beat him up!”

Although Herbert taught them to be humble and kind despite their elders‘ power or influence, he couldn‘t just stand by and do nothing when a family member was bullied.

It‘s pointless even if I tell you about it. Sylvie shook her head and replied hoarsely, “It‘s really just because of a fall. You should head back up.”

When the elevator door opened, she trudged out with difficulty.

Zayne followed her, put his jacket on her, and carried her in his arms. “We‘re a family. If Grandpa learns I ignored you after seeing you being hurt, he‘ll break my legs with his cane. I‘ll send you to the hospital.”

When Sylvie heard the word “family,” she appeared a little dazed.