My Husband Is A Gary Stu

Chapter 99 Everyone Knows How To Be A Bitch
When Genevieve lifted her head and questioned Armand, the latter could obviously see her raised brows and cunning smile.
At that instant, Armand knew she made such a statement at Marilyn on purpose.
He was aware of Genevieve studying overseas for a few years, but he didn’t realize that she knew Marilyn.
However, based on the expression she had now, he bet she knew about Marilyn’s status before coming here.
Armand then turned his gaze to Marilyn, who was standing before them. When he saw her bit her lips and had a pale face, he creased his brows subtly.
“Darling?” Seeing Armand didn’t give her any response, Genevieve raised the corners of her lips and inquired, “Why aren’t you talking?”
“You can call her whatever you want. The Faulkner family doesn’t have strict rules on how to address each other,” Armand replied nonchalantly. He pulled his arm away from Genevieve’s grip and patted the back of her waist.
“Go say hi to Grandma.”
Genevieve smiled sarcastically in response. As she followed Armand’s gaze, she saw Harriet, who was full of energy, walking toward them.

Harriet was wearing a black gown and an elegant-looking bracelet on her wrist. Her aura was majestic and classy, making it impossible to ignore her presence.
Though there were a lot of fine lines and wrinkles around her eyes, her gaze was sharp yet gentle.
Harriet was an exquisite woman when she was young. Though she was older now and looked more majestic, her beauty hadn’t disappeared.
“Huh? Grandma?” The moment Genevieve caught a clear look on Harriet’s face, she immediately recognized the latter as the old lady she met in the mall last time. A saleswoman of a shop was making things difficult for Harriet back then.
No wonder Patrick’s face looked weird then. He must have recognized Old Mrs. Faulkner!
Harriet smiled and nodded. She then stood before Genevieve as she got near them.
“I asked Patrick to tell you nothing that day. I didn’t want to bother you since I plan to get to know you when you come here with Armand. But I do not anticipate it taking this long to meet you officially. You won’t blame me for not telling you who I am, right?”
“Of course.” Genevieve took a step forward and held Harriet’s arm. With a gentle and lovable voice, she continued, “Thank you for accepting me, Grandma. I’m extremely blessed to be your granddaughter-in-law.”
She then gestured at the housekeeper to bring forward the dendrobium.
“Grandma, as I’m meeting you for the first time today, I’m not sure what kind of gift to bring. So, I decided to get you a pot of dendrobium on my way here when I overheard that you love dendrobium,” Genevieve explained.
“I see. It looks nice.” Harriet nodded her head satisfyingly. She even took a peek at Genevieve from the corner of her eye.
I’m happy with both the flower and the person.
“If so, please keep it. I’ll look for a better one and gift it to you in the future,” Genevieve responded with a faint smile. She then held Harriet’s hand and led the latter to the living room.
“Okay. Don’t forget your promise.”
“So long as you don’t mind me bothering you.” When Genevieve spoke, she even placed her head on Harriet’s shoulder, looking like a granddaughter acting coquettishly with her grandmother.
“Grandma, your gown is so pretty. I would have bought you a few more that day if I knew how pretty it looks on you.”