My Husband Is A Gary Stu

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Chapter 1002

“While Cassandra has been with the office longer, her foreign language skills are poor, as are her public relations

skills. Genevieve, on the other hand, graduated from the Mallowbrook Institute of Translation and Interpretation.

She's fluent in Ustranasion and many other languages,” Armand added.

Surprised, the secretary asked, “If she's so talented in foreign languages, why didn't she apply to the Department of

Foreign Affairs?”

Armand merely smiled and replied, “Perhaps she wanted to remain in Jadeborough.”

Meanwhile, Cassandra was heading back to the conference room upstairs to retrieve her staff pass, which she had

accidentally left behind. As she exited the stairwell, she overheard Armand's conversation with the secretary.

She was initially delighted when she began eavesdropping, confident that she would become Cali's successor. To

her dismay, the conversation suddenly took a turn, and even the secretary now believed Genevieve to be more

capable of taking over Cali's position.

Cassandra pursed her lips, fuming with jealousy.

I've had to beat out so many people to get into this department. Why should Genevieve get the job out of nepotism

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when I had to work my head off to make it here? That's so unfair!

She waited several minutes after Armand and the secretary left the conference room before entering the room to

grab her staff pass on the table, her expression dark with fury.

As she left the conference room, she ran into a female colleague from a different department.

“Ah, Hudson.” The female colleague handed a stack of papers to Cassandra. “Here are the health checkup reports

for your department. Please help me pass them out.”

The government gave its staff annual health checkups, and Genevieve joined the department just in time to qualify

for a checkup.

“Sure.” Cassandra received the reports with a smile.

She flipped through her health checkup report while heading downstairs. The entire department's reports had been

bundled together in a manila folder instead of individual envelopes.

After reading her report, Cassandra flipped through the documents and located Genevieve's report.

She snooped around the document and discovered Genevieve had a rare blood type.

Less than ten people in the world shared her blood type. In the event of excessive blood loss, Genevieve would be

as good as dead.

After filing that information in her head about her rival, Cassandra was about to return the report to the pile when

her gaze snagged on a row of words at the bottom of the document. She froze, an indecipherable emotion flashing

through her eyes.

Several minutes later, Cassandra finally returned to her department office. She declared to her colleagues,

“Everyone's health checkup reports are out. Come and collect your report.”

Genevieve stood up and retrieved her health checkup report.

Satisfied after skimming through the report, she tossed it into her drawer and gave in to the temptation to text

Armand: What's for lunch?

Armand had made a beef casserole for breakfast that morning but kept mum about the lunch menu.

Genevieve was already starving.

Some time later, Armand replied: I put in extra effort to prepare lunch for you. Don't I deserve a sweet message for

that?

Biting her lip, Genevieve replied: Thank you, Sir.

Right then, someone knocked on the office door of their department. The cleaning lady who had delivered things to

Genevieve in the restroom yesterday came in and handed her a lunchbox.

“A delivery for you, Ms. Rachford.”

Outsiders were not allowed to enter government offices. If someone ordered a food delivery, it would be dropped

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off at the security guard's, and someone else would bring it up to the relevant department office.

“Thank you,” Genevieve said to the cleaning lady before receiving the lunchbox. She promptly tore off the wrapper

at lightning speed.

Armand had prepared shakshuka for lunch. The deep red color of the stew and its spicy scent made Genevieve's

mouth water.

Thankfully, contrary to the color of the dish, Armand had adjusted the spiciness of the shakshuka so Genevieve

would not sweat her way through lunch.

Her colleagues who did not go to the cafeteria for lunch were instantly attracted by the delicious aroma of

Genevieve's lunch. Someone asked, “Where did you order this, Genevieve? It looks amazing.”

Genevieve considered making up a shop name but was worried that her colleague would ask for an actual address.

In the end, she said, “My boyfriend cooked this and had it delivered to me.”

“You have a boyfriend?” Her colleague was surprised. “Why hasn't he ever come by to fetch you after work?”

Genevieve thought wryly to herself, Well, I just got myself a boyfriend two nights ago.

Thanks to her gossipmonger of a colleague, everyone in Genevieve's department learned of her boyfriend within

half an hour. Even the employees upstairs knew about it.

Genevieve was heading to the restroom with a sanitary pad and her phone when she saw a text from Armand.

It read: Mrs. Faulkner, are you making our relationship public now?

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