My Husband Is A Gary Stu

Chapter 207 Burn Those Letters Off

“I’m sure you know better than me how Grandma died, Marilyn,” Genevieve said with a sneer. “I had just stepped into the study when you showed up the next second. Isn’t that too much of a coincidence?”

Marilyn gritted her teeth, her face darkening with every second.

There are too many people around, and I’m only talking to Genevieve through this video call. The more she runs her mouth, the more likely others might hear something disadvantageous to me.

In the end, Marilyn decided not to waste her time arguing with Genevieve. She ordered coldly, “Strip our dear Ms. Rachford naked and take her photos!”

“Marilyn, are you only capable of such disgusting tactics?” Genevieve yelled. When she felt a few pairs of hands groping her, she struggled violently and continued her tirade. “It’s Armand’s grandmother who died, and since I’m still his wife, he should be the one dealing with me! Who do you think you are?”

After a pause, she scoffed, “Do you really still see yourself as Armand’s ex-girlfriend? You’re carrying his brother’s child, for goodness’ sake! Spare a thought for the kid, Marilyn! You don’t want the child to have your kind of distorted views, do you?”

The men around Genevieve drew back in shock when they heard she was Armand’s wife. In fact, they were now a little fearful about laying a finger on her.

After all, it was Marilyn who had hired them to carry out the deed, and they knew Armand wasn’t involved in any way. If Genevieve really was his wife, wouldn’t the consequences be dire if he found out they had hurt her?

be dead meat,

Genevieve’s quick retort. She had

that none of the men had done as she instructed, she frowned. “Didn’t I tell you guys to strip

men overcame their hesitation

purposes, her

widened at the alluring sight, and their breaths

go!” Genevieve screamed as she continued to

do. Just like that, her almost naked upper body was in full

the

men to take a video when she suddenly noticed a black patch on Genevieve’s left waist. Huh? Is that a

the phone to move forward for a closer

Marilyn finally saw that the black patch was a tattoo of a flying black dragon, with its