My Husband Is A Gary Stu novel Chapter 825

Chapter 825

The corners of Genevieve's lips lifted into a smile.

She casually plucked the petals of the flowers, one by one. After a while, all that was left of the bouquet of bellflowers were barren stems and lonely leaves. The ground beneath her was carpeted with velvety petals.

“You clearly know he's not dead. In fact, you know exactly where he is! Why did you keep insisting that you didn't know anything?”

“Mrs—Ms. Rachford, I really didn't know where Mr. Faulkner was before this,” Steven said earnestly. “He only contacted me yesterday morning and requested that I collect the gifts that he had prepared.”

Looking straight at Genevieve, Steven added slowly and sincerely, “If I'm not telling the truth, I swear I—”

“Okay, okay, I believe you,” Genevieve quickly interrupted Steven before he could swear any oaths.

Glancing at the bag in Steven's hand, the woman stated coldly, “Next time, when he asks you to bring me breakfast or flowers or anything at all, just throw them all away. I can afford to buy myself a hundred airplanes. Do you think I need or want these silly little gifts from him? Now, go get rid of whatever's in your hands!”

With those final petulant words, Genevieve turned and huffed her way upstairs.

To the undiscerning eyes, the two little rascals seemed to be playing with a puzzle. However, in truth, they were straining their ears to eavesdrop on the adults' conversation.

“Mommy sounds so angry. She's even angrier than she was that time when I annoyed her.” Amanda leaned over to her brother and whispered in his ear, “What do you think Daddy has done? Are we never going to eat breakfast from Daddy ever again?”