My Husband Is A Gary Stu

Chapter 1550 Do Not Trap Yourself Again

“Armand told you?” Johanna responded, immediately thinking that Timothy must have gone to complain to Armand

after their recent night out.

Genevieve nodded. “But this time, Timothy didn't go out for drinks; he went abroad. You two are still legally married

—not divorced yet. And you suddenly introduced him to a potential girlfriend, who also happened to be his first

love's little sister. If I were him, I would've been angry too.”

“Denise is a kind person,” Johanna said, her gaze fixed on the grill as she deftly turned the pieces of meat with

tongs. “And as for Timothy and me, divorce is always an option.”

“Is divorce truly what you want?” Genevieve inquired.

“It seems like the best choice.”

Observing Johanna's composed demeanor, Genevieve continued speaking. “Despite Timothy's mistakes, he's

putting forth genuine efforts to make amends. We all can see the depth of his feelings for you.”

Johanna pursed her lips and quietly placed a piece of grilled meat onto Genevieve's plate.

As they continued their meal, Genevieve maintained the conversation. “There's news circulating from Frank's side,

suggesting that the batch of gold was in Zephyr's possession. Many eyes were on him. A few days ago, I had a

conversation with Frank. He informed me that Zephyr's private plane disappeared while en route to Norham last

year. No wreckage was found, but both he and the child perished...”

Ever since Johanna snapped back to reality, she deliberately refrained from discussing matters like these with

Genevieve and the others. Likewise, they avoided bringing up the topic in her presence.

She had hoped for Zephyr's demise on numerous occasions, and it had eventually happened.

“Jojo, the person who's causing you such turmoil is no longer part of this world,” Genevieve softly conveyed. “Don't

keep yourself trapped in this pain. Timothy needs you, and so does Asel.”

Following a prolonged silence, Johanna softly responded with a simple “Mm.”

Genevieve couldn't determine whether Johanna had taken her words to heart, but she understood that this wound

was deeply ingrained and wouldn't heal easily.

Upon finishing their barbecue meal, Genevieve dropped Johanna off at her studio. As her car departed, another

visitor approached Johanna.

“Ms. Joule.”

Recognizing the newcomer as Waylon, the chief editor of Mode whom she had met at Ysabelle's wedding, Johanna

greeted him warmly and invited him to sit in the guest area.

Waylon took a sip of tea and praised, “This Darjeeling tea has a wonderful flavor. Ms. Joule is a tea drinker, I see.”

“I don't drink tea too often,” Johanna said with a smile. “This Darjeeling tea was actually a gift from a friend. There's

quite a bit, so I brought a couple of tins here to the studio.”

“Interestingly, I brought a tin of tea as a present for you to sample,” Waylon mentioned, handing over the gift he

had brought.

Johanna looked at the elegantly packaged tin, presumably from a well-known tea brand. She graciously accepted it

while expressing her gratitude. “Did you have something specific to discuss with me, Mr. Saafield?”

Waylon nodded and gestured toward the tea box. “Indeed, Ms. Joule. The owner of this tea brand is a friend of

mine. There's a tea fair scheduled in Baykeep on the twenty-fifth of this month. He wants to debut his tea brand

there and needs a spokesperson to enhance its visibility. He's already selected a spokesperson, and he's hoping that

you can design an outfit for the brand. This outfit will be worn by the spokesperson during an advertisement shoot

after the tea fair.”

Following o prolonged silence, Johonno softly responded with o simple “Mm.”

Genevieve couldn't determine whether Johonno hod token her words to heort, but she understood thot this wound

wos deeply ingroined ond wouldn't heol eosily.

Upon finishing their borbecue meol, Genevieve dropped Johonno off ot her studio. As her cor deported, onother

visitor opprooched Johonno.

“Ms. Joule.”

Recognizing the newcomer os Woylon, the chief editor of Mode whom she hod met ot Ysobelle's wedding, Johonno

greeted him wormly ond invited him to sit in the guest oreo.

Woylon took o sip of teo ond proised, “This Dorjeeling teo hos o wonderful flovor. Ms. Joule is o teo drinker, I see.”

“I don't drink teo too often,” Johonno soid with o smile. “This Dorjeeling teo wos octuolly o gift from o friend. There's

quite o bit, so I brought o couple of tins here to the studio.”

“Interestingly, I brought o tin of teo os o present for you to somple,” Woylon mentioned, honding over the gift he

hod brought.

Johonno looked ot the elegontly pockoged tin, presumobly from o well-known teo brond. She grociously occepted it

while expressing her grotitude. “Did you hove something specific to discuss with me, Mr. Soofield?”

Woylon nodded ond gestured toword the teo box. “Indeed, Ms. Joule. The owner of this teo brond is o friend of

mine. There's o teo foir scheduled in Boykeep on the twenty-fifth of this month. He wonts to debut his teo brond

there ond needs o spokesperson to enhonce its visibility. He's olreody selected o spokesperson, ond he's hoping thot

you con design on outfit for the brond. This outfit will be worn by the spokesperson during on odvertisement shoot

ofter the teo foir.”

Johanna caught onto Waylon's intention.

She glanced at her schedule and hesitated before responding, “Mr. Saafield, modifying clothes could be

manageable, but creating an entirely new outfit is quite a task, especially considering the limited time before the

tea fair.”

Even if Johanna was gifted in fashion design, creating a satisfactory set of clothes for her client within a short

amount of time was no easy task.

Waylon, however, was full of praise for Johanna's capabilities. “I have complete faith in you, the design prodigy. I

believe you can accomplish this, and we won't meddle with your creative process.”

Before Johanna could respond, he added, “And just to sweeten the deal, Ms. Joule, feel free to name your price for

this project.”

“Since we've yet to decide on the individual to appear on the cover, I can assure you that Yvonne will be a strong

candidate for our April cover feature. This is quite a deviation from our usual selections, but we are willing to offer

the cover to her. We'll also arrange an in-depth interview and spread with Scarlette.”

With Waylon going the extra mile, it was hard for Johanna to decline this task. She playfully remarked, “With Mr.

Saafield's enthusiasm, can I really turn down this challenge?”

The magazine, Mode, typically featured high-profile actresses on its covers. While Yvonne may not have the same

level of recognition, Waylon's decision to grant her the April cover would significantly boost her visibility.

Additionally, Yvonne would be the first actress from Genevieve Orsi Productions to grace the cover of Mode,

indirectly contributing to the company's fashion endeavors.

For the sake of Genevieve's two-billion goal, Johanna made up her mind to take on this demanding project.