My Husband Is A Gary Stu

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Chapter 831

After making herself comfortable in the living room, Genevieve carefully took out the moonstone tea set from the

wooden box and had the housekeeper bring a pot of water over.

How odd. Why do I feel so at home at the Zeigler residence? Is it because I'm a natural socializer?

Yuvan helped Herbert down the stairs just as Genevieve was brewing a pot of tea, and the old man's eyes lit up

when he smelled the tea aroma wafting through the air.

"Is that Earl Grey tea from Feston?”

Genevieve turned around and smiled at Herbert. "What a sharp nose you have, General Zeigler. Not only could you

tell that it was Earl Grey tea, but you also knew where it was from.”

“Of course. Feston's Earl Grey tea is one of the best. I receive at least two cans of their premium earl grey every

year,” Herbert replied as he gazed at the tea set on the coffee table. “You sure look like you know what you're

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doing.”

“My mother loved drinking and brewing tea, so I learned a thing or two from her,” Genevieve replied. “If I weren't

confident of my skills, I wouldn't have dared to use such a premium blend of Earl Grey.”

As soon as the tea was ready, she poured a cup and handed it to Herbert. “Please try it.”

Herbert accepted the tea without hesitation before smelling it and taking a sip. Soon, a smile crept across his face.

“Ah, such a robust floral flavor. It's excellent!”

Yuvan, too, had helped himself to a cup of tea.

“Premium tea, paired with Ms. Rachford's expert tea brewing skills, sure makes for a delicious and delightful

combination!” he exclaimed.

Herbert couldn't help but gaze at the cup in his hand. “This teacup isn't cheap either, is it?”

“It's not too bad. The entire set only cost a little over a hundred thousand,” Genevieve said with a smile. “I heard

you love drinking tea but didn't have any proper tea set at home, so I got this especially for you before coming

over.”

All of a sudden, Herbert's face turned rather grim. “So you've come to look for me?”

Even though Genevieve had exposed Sylvie's lie and saved the Zeigler family from a ton of embarrassment,

Herbert couldn't stop brooding over the matter.

In all honesty, he'd rather the former not have said anything. That way, he'd still have a granddaughter and a

purpose in life.

Genevieve nodded. “That's right. Mr. Yuvan frequently hires me as a model, and he has mentioned before that you

have an impressive collection of foreign language books. I love reading and am fluent in a few foreign languages,

so I was hoping I could borrow some books from you.”

Of course, that was the script Genevieve and Yuvan had agreed on.

Since she needed the latter's help, it was only fair that she returned the favor and helped take care of his

grandfather. That said, she couldn't possibly tell Herbert the truth about the matter, could she?

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If I told him I was only here to cheer him up as part of my deal, I'm sure it'd worsen his mood.

Given how Genevieve had gone to the trouble of buying him a tea set and making him tea, Herbert's expression

gradually softened. “My wife was the one who collected those books, and they're now my mementos. I'm afraid I

can't lend them out. Sorry to have let you make a wasted trip,” he muttered as he placed his cup back on the table.

“Please take the tea set back with you.”

As it turned out, Genevieve had fully expected Herbert to reject her.

She calmly poured him another cup of tea and smiled. “Since the books are your treasured possession, it wouldn't

be appropriate for me to take them away either. I do have some free time on hand, though. Would it be okay if I

stayed here to read them instead? Although I specialize in simultaneous interpretation, I'm also very good at

translating text. Let me know what books you like. I'd be more than happy to read them to you.”

For someone who was an avid reader, Herbert felt very touched by Genevieve's offer.

“Ah, you didn't turn me down, so that means you're willing to give it a try,” Genevieve teased. “Don't worry. If you

aren't pleased with my performance, you can chase me away anytime.”

“Is that a promise?” Herbert asked, his tone a lot gentler than before.

Genevieve chuckled. “Yes, it is! Also, this tea set is my gift to you. There are no strings attached to it. All I want is for

you to be able to enjoy a nice cup of tea.”

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