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My Husband Is A Gary Stu

Chapter 917
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Chapter 917

Genevieve gazed at Herbert's full head of gray hair and craggy face. She could tell just how much he had lived in

suffering all these years upon learning that his daughter was gone.

Tears welled up in her eyes as she went up to him and gave him a hug. “Granddad,” she addressed him formally.

Herbert sighed as he patted her on the back.

Though Herbert was Genevieve's new-found kin, Armand was jealous of him for hugging his wife for too long. He

approached them surreptitiously and gently separated Genevieve from Herbert's embrace.

“Don't get too worked up, Granddad. Your health is our utmost priority.” Armand took two pieces of tissues and

wiped Genevieve's tears away.

Herbert's mind went black for several seconds. He was taken aback by Armand's unexpected change of the term of

endearment for him.

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However, he was quick to realize Armand's hidden agenda. Hence, he pulled a long face and left him with some

sour remarks. “You call me your granddad, but deep down, you're calculating how long I've been hugging my

granddaughter. We've just found each other. What's wrong if I wanted to have a moment with her?” The older, the

wise indeed.

Armand collected himself and replied calmly, “She gets teary easily. I was afraid that her tears would wet your

shirt.”

Genevieve secretly pinched Armand's waist and escaped from his arms. “Granddad, he always bullies me. That's

why I cry a lot. You should stand up for me and teach him a lesson.”

She tugged Herbert's arm and acted all cute.

“How dare you bully my Genev!” Herbert glared at Armand immediately.

Armand peered at Genevieve helplessly, whereas the latter arched her brow smugly and mouthed a victorious line

at him. I've got my strong backing now. What are you going to do about it?

She's fast in switching sides!

Armand did not utter a single word and let Herbert reprimand him. Yuvan tried to suppress his laughter upon seeing

the former's defeated expression.

Who could have imagined that a renowned big shot was willing to stoop so low before his wife's grandfather and

endure criticism spoken to him?

Genevieve knew that she had already won the battle. Hence, it was time to call it a day. She then passed a peeled

apple to Herbert and said sweetly, “Take a rest, Granddad. Don't get so upset.”

Herbert was over the moon. While feeling blissful, he enjoyed the fruit given to him by his precious granddaughter.

Although Phineus was glad that his father had found Genevieve, he was still dubious about the whole situation and

had lots of unanswered questions in his head.

He glanced at Genevieve and said in a deep voice, “My sister was lost when she was six. Since then, we've been

keeping in touch with all the police stations in the country in order to get yearly updates with the hope of finding my

sister. We even aired her photo on national news during the first two years. It was not cheap to buy a television at

that time. Anyway, Old Mr. Quinn was doing very well in his business back then. I bet he earned enough to own a

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fridge, colored television, and other electrical appliances at home.”

Herbert sipped his tea and said nothing despite wanting to find out about the same thing too.

“I visited Old Mr. Quinn's house not long ago. The old housekeeper, who had been serving the couple since they got

married, told me Old Mr. Quinn was always busy with his business. He hardly had any time to watch the news.

Similarly, Mrs. Quinn had her hands full with the kids and seldom watched the television.” Genevieve kept her

composure and responded calmly.

“Even if they rarely followed the news, why didn't they report to the police when they found the child?” Phineus

asked solemnly.

When Juliana went missing, the Zeiglers contacted the police and provided her photo for a nationwide search.

Had Old Mr. Quinn sent her to the police station earlier, we would have reunited with Juliana.

“They thought about it, but...” Genevieve hesitated as she lowered her gaze. “The old housekeeper shared with me

that my mom hurt her head and lost her memory. She also had other illnesses. When she sensed that Old Mr. Quinn

wanted to leave her, she would cry hysterically and throw tantrums. The more she cried, the more often she would

pass out. Old Mr. Quinn and his wife felt so sorry for her. Thus, they decided to keep her with them.”