My Husband Is A Gary Stu novel Chapter 951

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Chapter 951

“He's my type.” Rebecca was straightforward in her reply. “If he's still single, could you please do me a favor?”

Genevieve was surprised. “But you only met him once. Is this love at first sight?”

Rebecca nodded.

Genevieve whipped her phone out, about to share Steven's contact with her cousin, but then she remembered something. “As I said earlier, he's older than my husband by a few years, meaning he's older than you by more than a decade. I'm sure you also know about Renee and Landon. Uncle Phineus disapproved of their marriage, and the father and daughter are still on bad terms as a result.”

Although Herbert was very open and flexible about who his grandchildren dated and fell in love with, given the Zeigler family's status and background, not anyone could marry his granddaughter just like that.

Hence, with Steven being a lot older than Rebecca and his background so plain that it was almost next to nothing, Genevieve reckoned that Felix would disagree.

“He may be older than me by ten years or so, but that's not a problem.” Rebecca, however, was not bothered at all. “Besides, my father is a reasonable man.”

In the end, Rebecca achieved what she wanted as Genevieve sent her Steven's contact.

Meanwhile, Genevieve glanced at her phone and noticed that it was almost time. Thus, appearing as if she was retrieving a hairband from her bag, she used the opportunity to remove something else, hide it by her waist, and cover it up with her clothes.

“I need to use the restroom. Do you want to come?”

Rebecca waved her hand and turned Genevieve down.

Slipping out of the room, Genevieve headed toward the restroom according to the directions on the signboard. Out of a sudden, darkness descended.

Though she knew the power would be cut off, Genevieve was still startled by the sudden event. She remained still for a moment to quickly calm herself down before removing a ring from her pocket when she failed to hear any footsteps around her.

The ring had been coated with fluorescent paint, so the faint glow it emitted lit up the surroundings slightly.

With her breath held, Genevieve quickly located the target room. She swiftly twisted the doorknob and drew the gun she had hidden on her waist.