My Husband Is A Gary Stu

My Husband Is a Gary Stu Chapter 435

Chapter 435 Flood Genevieve With Insults After getting out of the conférence room, the vice president

allocated some projects andactivities for Sylvie, then contacted Sylvie's manager, informing her that it would

mean termination if Sylvie continued to disobey the company. Sylvie had signed an eight-year contract when

she joined, with a contract termination fee of a hefty four-digit sum, something that she would not be able to

fork out even if she lived a considerably good life. As such, she had no choice but to accept ail kinds of gigs

the company arranged for her. Upon receiving the message sent by Sylvie's manager, the person in charge

instantly heaved a breath of relief.

Well, Genevieve is still impressive after ail.

Only she can take down someone like Sylvie! But in no time, trouble approached.

The company was preparing for their self-produced drama andhad chosen the male and female leads—the

former rôle given to a newbie with great potential, while the latter to Sylvie. However, just as the drama's

official Twitter released the first set of characters' images, Sylvie's fans began making négative comments,

including how the male lead was too ugly and was not a good fit for Sylvie.

AH in ail, they requested a change in the male lead.

It did not take those fans much difficulty to bring Genevieve OrsiProductions up on the trending list with their

criticisms. On Thursday morning, Sylvie headed to Baykeep according to the company's arranged schedule for

a ribbon-cutting ceremony. Because of unrigorous security, the ardent fans below the stage found an

opportunity to rush up, pounce on and kiss Sylvie like a pack of hungry wolves.

That inadvertently caused her to fall to the ground, thus sustaining severe injuries to her legs.

The accident at the ribbon-cutting ceremony, coupled with the dissatisfaction towardthe company for ignoring

their requests to make the male lead for the drama, led to the éruption of émotions in Sylvie's fans. A group of

fans gathered outside the entrance of Twilight Tower, holding onto banners and chanting how Genevieve Orsi

Productions was a terrible company that ill-treated their artists. Another group of people began to gossip on

the internet. F*ck you, Genevieve Orsi Productions! Our beloved Sylvie is a movie actress.

Are you blind? Did you not see the awards and achievements she received?

If not for Sylvie accepting actinggigs and earning money for the company, how do your other artists make a

living? Can the company possibly earn the récognition they hâve now? Forget the fact that you make Sylvie

film a drama.

But why the heck did you choose that guy as the male lead? Are there no other artists available? Why does

thecompany always send Sylvie for schedules? It turned out that an employée from Genevieve Orsi

Productions had secretly divulged to the fans that Genevieve was now the agency's CEO, and it was her

decision for Sylvie to film the project and attend the event.

There were also several blurry screenshots of chatting records. Agitation and displeasure surged within the

fans upon learning about the secret.

They immediately headed over to Genevieve's latest tweet and flooded her with criticisms and insults.

Meanwhile, Genevieve was settlingmatters at Baykeep. It was only after receiving a phone call from the

agency's vice president did she found out that Sylvie was at the hospital after getting into an accident during

the event. With that, Genevieve conduded the call.

Concurrently, a creaking sound of wooden floors being stepped on resonated into the air.

A hunched-back old lady, roughlyeighty-odd years old, came down from upstairs with a métal box in her hand.

Worried that she might fall, Genevieve hurried up to steady her. The old lady had a head full of gray hair, and

her wrinkly face had a few faint scars, making her look extra elderly-looking. The old woman did not seem too

agile as she placed the métal box on the table with her trembling hands. Noticing that she could not pry open

the box after a long while, Genevieve took the box from her hand and opened it for her without much difficulty.

Inside the box was a stack of photos, which had a slight yellowish tint, possibly due to âge. In the photos was a

young-looking couple standing close to each other. The man had a refined and charming appearance and had

a slight resemblance to Armand.

He must be César.

As for the woman, she had outstanding Visual and silky black hair.

This lady has an uncanny resemblance to the woman in the photo Cooper was holding.

The first fewphotos in the stack were them having fun outdoors, while those at the back were their wedding

photos.

They wore a blissful look on their faces while dressed in wedding gowns and suits.

Apart from those photos, there was also adiamond ring in that rusty métal box. The diamond on it was still as

shiny and sparkly even after several décades. When Genevieve pulled out that ring, exaspération filled that old

lady's cloudy eyes.

"That was gifted to Ms.Valentine by that man.

She had thrown it away after their quarrel, but I went to retrieve it..." Genevieve gently probed, "Do you

remember when Ms.Valentine left?"

The old lady shook her head.

Then, she pointed to the scar on her face.

"She didn't want to leave.

It was Old Mr.Faulkner..." She seemed to be overwhelmed with fear.

"Look at this scar on my face; I got hurt while trying to stop them back then.

Old Mr.Faulkner was livid when he found out that his son got together with Ms.Valentine.

To threaten Ms.Valentine, he sent someone to her house to wreak havoc.

And that was not ail.

Ms.Valentine's child was taken away from her when she had just given birth at the hospital." At the mention of

the past, the old lady felt a pang of bitternesswithin her.