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My Husband Is A Gary Stu

Chapter 1507
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Chapter 1507 Target My Wife

Massaging his temples, Timothy inquired, “Xylia refers to him as Mr. Foxx, but I'm uncertain if his name is Zander

Foxx. Do you know him, Armand?”

Upon perusing the images on Xylia's phone, he forwarded a copy to his own email. Armand's query seemed to

evoke recognition, prompting Timothy to access his email and display a frontal image of the man for Armand's

perusal.

Armand cast a brief glance at the photo before letting out a chuckle. “I'm not well-acquainted with him, but my wife

is. He was Genev's classmate in high school. He once had a crush on her and actively pursued her. His unique

romantic strategies left quite a mark on the entire class,” he explained with amusement.

Upon hearing this, Timothy sobered up a bit, “If Genevieve and my wife were classmates in high school, then

wouldn't that imply that he's also my wife's classmate?”

“Yep,” Armand said nonchalantly. “He's also Charlotte's ex-boyfriend.”

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Timothy had regained his sobriety, and a realization appeared to dawn on him. He fixed his gaze on Armand,

questioning, “The former classmate you spoke of earlier, the one who couldn't let go of Genevieve at the holiday

resort—was it this guy?”

“He's no simpleton, and he certainly can't resist charming a lovely lady,” Armand paused, then quipped, “Nor would

he decline the advances of an attractive gentleman.”

“So he's bisexual?” Timothy understood the implications of his words at once. His reaction was swift, clenching his

wine glass tightly as his frustration showed through gritted teeth. “Among all the possible choices, why did he have

to target my wife?”

Timothy seized the phone from the table, asserting with determination, “I'm going to acquire his company and

make him go broke!”

Armand's brow twitched, prompting him to swiftly seize the phone. “Even if he has feelings for Johanna, Johanna

wouldn't reciprocate. Can't you use your brain and think about it for a second?”

“Why would she shop for clothes with him then?” Timothy questioned, his sense of injustice evident. “She's even

contemplating divorce.”

Wordless, Armand felt the urge to snatch the phone and give Timothy a figurative slap of realization.

Enlarging the photo, Armand extended it toward Timothy. “Just look at it. It's formal attire. Why would Johanna be

assisting Zander in selecting formal wear?” he queried.

After a brief pause, Armand presented a plausible explanation, saying, “Perhaps Zander got wind of it from the

classmates' circle or through Genev that Johanna established her own styling studio. By chance, he had a significant

event to attend and wished to back his former classmate, Johanna. However, her studio was still undergoing

renovation, hence she guided him to the store for selecting a formal outfit...”

Upon concluding his analysis, Armand retrieved Timothy's phone and dialed his secretary. He instructed him to

investigate any scheduled business dinners for the evening and determine if Zander would be present.

The secretary swiftly replied, mentioning an ongoing banquet at Lovely Heart Hotel that evening, and Zander's

presence had been confirmed as an invitee by the event organizers.

During the evening, Timothy was engaged in a dinner meeting with his foreign partners, accompanied by his

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secretary. As Xylia arrived at the scene, the secretary discreetly eavesdropped on their conversation. He

comprehended the underlying motive behind Armand's inquiry.

The secretary not only replied to Armand's message promptly but also arranged for photographs of the banquet's

interior to be taken and forwarded.

Armand presented his phone to Timothy again, his countenance devoid of emotion as he stated, “Take a look for

yourself. Doesn't the suit he's wearing appear to be the one Johanna assisted him in selecting?”

As Timothy absorbed the truth, his previously indignant expression melted away.

After a moment, he turned to Armand once more, his tone curious, “Given that he's only her client, why did Jojo lie

to me about having feelings for him?”

“Talking to you is so exhausting.” Armand sighed, his energy depleted. He helped Timothy to his feet from the

couch.

During the ride, no matter what Timothy rambled on about, Armand maintained his stoic expression and ignored

him. After arriving at Timothy's residence and ensuring he was inside, Armand departed for his own home.

As Steven returned to Jadeborough to update Armand, he had barely entered the house when he noticed Armand's

car pulling into the garden.

Instead of immediately heading inside, Steven chose to wait for Armand to enter the house and present him with a

few documents.