My Husband Is A Gary Stu novel Chapter 997

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Chapter 997

As the car was nearing the government building, it suddenly dawned upon Genevieve that Armand was her superior. If anyone sees me getting off his car, they'll surely spread rumors about it.

Thus, she had Armand stop the car by the roadside. “I can walk in myself.”

“Are you worried that the others will find out about our relationship?”

Genevieve tucked away the stray strands of hair by the side of her face and turned to look at him. “Look at me. I look pretty, no matter what. And you're my superior, who's nine years older than me. The others won't think that a man your age would want a woman like me. Instead, they'll believe that I'm using my beauty to bewitch you and climb into your bed so that I can get a higher position at work.”

Her words made Armand burst into a peal of laughter. Despite so, he decelerated and stopped the car by the roadside.

Genevieve unfastened her seatbelt, ready to get off the vehicle.

At the same time, Armand also unfastened his and leaned closer to her. “My gift, Genev.”

She glanced at the rosary bracelet on her wrist and whipped her head toward him. The man, at that point, had his head hung low while gazing at her intently. That tender look in his eyes... and those thin lips... What a beautiful sight.

An inexplicable urge to kiss Armand struck Genevieve so suddenly that she leaned forward and bit his lower lip.

Initially, the man thought she would only kiss his cheek. Since she had initiated a kiss on his lips, he decided there was no need to go easy on her either. Cradling her face, he forcefully invaded her mouth with his tongue for a passionate and intense kiss.

It had been too long since he last kissed Genevieve, and he was yearning for it so badly.

The brick red lipstick Genevieve applied had been smudged because of that steamy kiss.

Without a choice, she could only reapply her lipstick using the rearview mirror before getting off the car.

As a place whose duty was to serve the people, the government building was a simple establishment. A pantry or complimentary afternoon tea was too much of a luxury for them, but at the very least, they still had a water dispenser in the office.

While Genevieve was dispensing hot water to brew some tea, random thoughts began to flash in her mind.

Regardless, I'm an heiress from a prominent family. Why exactly do I have to work at a place like this? Could it be that Coop expects me to build some connections here?