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My Husband Is A Gary Stu

Chapter 532
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Chapter 532

As if he did uot see the look Joash gave him, Bruce uttered in a low voice, “That’s not necessary since

Ms. Rachford’s Picading to Imperial Club too.”

Upon hearing that, Joash was rendered specchless. What happened to Mr. Gable? It‘s as though he‘s a completely different man!

Having noticed the assistant’s stony face, Genevieve patled him assuringly on the shoulder before

leaving. “Don’t worry. I’m not going to do anything to the man.”

“Sorry for the trouble, Ms. Rachford,” responded Joash with a forced smile. For some reason, her

assurance only seemed to make him more concerned.

Genevieve was about to ask Bruce to take the backseat after getting to her car, but the man had

already settled into the passenger seat.

Since it would be rude to ask at that point, she decided to let it be.

On the way to Imperial Club, Genevieve glanced at the man in the passenger seat, who had most of

his face covered with a hat and a face mask.

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With the top part of his shirt unbuttoned, Bruce revealed his collarbone and the black choker he had

worn since that morning.

“Do you mind if I put on some music, Ms. Rachford?” inquired the man as he tapped on the display to

play a piece of classical music titled: La Vie En Rose.

Genevieve was slightly surprised since Bruce barely waited for her permission before doing as he

pleased.

However, she was not annoyed by the man’s behavior.

“I heard from some people in the company that you’re misogynistic. Is that true?” asked Genevieve.

In response, Bruce nodded before leaning back.

With his slender neck and raised Adam’s apple exposed, the man looked incredibly sexy.

“We met in the elevator this morning, and now you’re in my car…” Genevieve glanced curiously at

Bruce, “You don’t seem misogynistic to me.”

Then, she paused for a while before continuing, “Does that mean I’m not much of a woman?”

“Because you’re my boss. To me, a superior isn’t the same as other women,” replied Bruce after

gulping

“Is that so?” Genevieve chuckled in amusement,

When they reached a red light, Genevieve stopped the car and turned to Bruce. “My friend, Johanna, is

a fan of yours. She heard your contract was about to end a month ago, so she came to

you.”

“Yes. I remember her.”

“I’d like to know. Besides the official business of signing you over to Genevieve Orsi, did she also come

to you for personal reasons?” questioned Genevieve with one hand resting on the steering wheel.

She did not think that Johanna woull spend so much time and effort on Bruce just because she was a

fan.

“She did,” answered the man honestly.

“What did she say to you?” Genevieve continued with her questioning.

Bruce then adjusted luis face mask before replying in a slightly hoarsc voicc, “Ms. Joulc knew I got

physical with my ex-girlfriend, so she expected I’d have a hard time in the entertainment industry after

my contract ended. The woman promised me a bright future and sixty million if I agreed to join

Genevieve Orsi Productions. However, she had another condition. Ms. Joule wanted me to get close to

Sylvie and have sex with her. She wanted it recorded. After signing a non-disclosure agreement, the

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woman suddenly said she didn’t need me to do it anymore but gave me the sixty million anyway.”

Genevieve was aware of why Johanna did not need Bruce’s help anymore. It was because Sylvie had

already made a deal with her ex-manager, Joyce,

Between Bruce and her ex-manager, it was only natural that Sylvie would choose Joyce.

What a silly girl...

Seeing how Genevieve’s eyes suddenly turned red, Bruce lifted his hand. The man intended to touch

Genevieve’s check but changed his mind before he could do so. Coincidentally, his hand touched a

jewelry bag on the center console.

“Ms. Rachford, did you buy new jewelry?” inquired Bruce after glancing at the logo on the bag.

“Yeah.” As soon as the traflic light turned green, Genevieve quickly composed herself and shifted her

attention to the road again.

Even though Genevieve had only met Bruce once before, and the two had barely exchanged more

than ten sentences, she felt as though she could trust him for some reason.

The woman wondered if it was because of the pleasant sandalwood scent on Bruce that she

unconsciously let her guard down.

“I’m going to Imperial Club to meet Mrs. Hossler of Exuberance Group. This piec meant for her

because I need to ask her for a favor. I heard this is the brand she likes,” explained Cenevieve.