My Husband Is A Gary Stu novel Chapter 920

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Chapter 920

Armand cleared his throat. “Granddad, I'm not a petty person.”

“Pfft! I've seen through you since a long time ago.” Herbert snorted and stuffed a credit card into Genevieve's hand. “Genev, go and get yourself some more nice clothes. Swipe my card, okay?”

Feeling amused by Herbert's authoritative tone, Genevieve giggled. She then leaned over and kissed the old man's cheek before holding Armand's arm and stepping out of the residence.

Once they were out of the Zeigler residence, Armand suddenly bent over and leaned closer to her.

“What's wrong with you? Why are you getting jealous of my granddad?” Genevieve was utterly speechless. Holding Armand's face, she gave him a huge kiss, too. “Is this enough?”

“Yep.” Satisfied, Armand held her hand as they headed toward the open-air parking lot.

Damian, Herbert's driver, was assigned to give them a ride. “Ms. Genevieve, where do you feel like going with Mr. Armand? If you plan to shop for nice clothes, Greenery Mall is an ideal place. There are various branded boutiques over there.”

“Okay! Send us to Greenery Mall then,” Genevieve replied cheerfully.

She took Armand's hand and fiddled with it before asking abruptly, “If anyone takes our pictures on the streets, do you think my current identity will affect your advancement in the political sector?”

Damian chimed in, “Of course not. I bet Mr. Armand's career path will be smooth all the way as long as General Zeigler is around.”

Undeniably, Armand was competent, and he did not need Herbert's help as he had connections in the military and political world. Now that the Zeigler family was backing him up, it would be a certainty that nobody would have the guts to spell him trouble.

Genevieve chuckled and leaned against Armand's shoulder, teasing, “Mr. Armand, how does it feel living off your wife?”

Armand arched an eyebrow and responded, “Not bad.”

Upon reaching Greenery Mall, Genevieve asked Damian to take a spin elsewhere before dropping by to fetch them at half past five later that day.