My Husband Is a Gary Stu

Chapter 1373 Call Out Again And I Will Stitch Your Mouth Shut

Charlotte sneered, her voice dripping with disdain. “Let the results speak for themselves, whether I could keep them. Empty talks serve no purpose. If you continue pushing your luck, I'll also poach your artists. Let's see who will be at a disadvantage!”

Camilla was taken aback, momentarily stunned by Charlotte's words, but she chose to remain silent.

After all, who didn't know about Charlotte's romantic escapades? Her exes were scattered throughout the entertainment industry, each one still pining for her incessantly.

It was rumored that Charlotte had the power to captivate any man she desired.

Camilla had a group of promising young male artists under her wing, all in their twenties, brimming with youthful energy and potential. She was determined not to let Charlotte interfere and snatch away her valuable assets.

As the meeting concluded, Camilla swiftly followed Charlotte's lead, trailing behind her as she organized her files and headed out.

Charlotte cast a frigid glance in her direction. “Is there something else?”

Camilla met Charlotte's gaze with a meaningful look and inquired, “Truthfully, did you have a relationship with Jerry?”

Despite never having been married, Camilla had experienced a few romantic entanglements in her life, with one even reaching the stage of contemplating marriage.

Over the course of many years since Jerry's debut, there were hardly any scandals associated with him. He rarely indulged in creating gossip about being involved with his co-stars in his works, and his film and TV productions almost never included any intimate scenes. Despite his projects consistently receiving high praise, it was quite perplexing that not a single one of them featured even a hint of flirtation with his female co-stars.

Camilla had once overheard a staff member at the film studio mentioning that a wealthy young lady would often wait for Jerry after work.

Although the woman had never revealed her face inside the car, Camilla couldn't help but suspect it was Charlotte. This belongs © NôvelDra/ma.Org.

Furthermore, based on her experience, it seemed that Jerry and Charlotte had an argument. On the day she went to the magazine company to look for Jerry, both he and his assistant completely ignored her.

However, as soon as Charlotte arrived, their heated exchange began. Jerry's assistant promptly intervened, clearly taking Charlotte's side.

Charlotte turned her head and cast a scrutinizing gaze at Camilla, her beautiful eyes narrowing slightly. “Did you call him Jerry?”

“Why can't I call him that?” Camilla retorted.

Upon hearing Camilla's coquettish voice, Charlotte felt an intense aversion. She took two bold steps forward and declared, “That's right, you can't! If I hear you call him Jerry again, I'll stitch your mouth

shut.”

“If you dare, go ahead and say it once more. Let's see if I'm joking with you.”

Charlotte had plans to visit a tailor shop later, so she wore sneakers for a comfortable stroll. Despite that, she still stood taller than Camilla, exuding a commanding and fierce aura that made Camilla feel intimidated.

Camilla felt a twinge of defiance, but ultimately kept silent and turned to leave.

Charlotte let out a disdainful snort before retreating to her own office.

Her workspace was merely a private room without a separate restroom, unlike James who enjoyed such privileges.

Charlotte grabbed her clothes and headed to the communal restroom outside to change. As she rounded the corner of the long corridor and approached the restroom, she caught a faint sound of voices emanating from within.

The voices seemed oddly familiar to her.

Pushing open the restroom door, Charlotte stepped inside, causing the woman standing by the sink to swiftly remove her phone from her ear and gaze in her direction.

Charlotte greeted the woman courteously before entering one of the small cubicles.

Carrying her bag, Charlotte made her way inside, and it was then that Scarlette lowered her head and noticed the soft-soled sneakers on Charlotte's feet. No wonder she hadn't heard a sound.

If it weren't for the strict no-smoking policy in the entire company, Scarlette wouldn't have ventured into the restroom, coincidentally taking a phone call along the way.

Squinting at the closed cubicle door, a flicker of thought seemed to arise in Scarlette's mind, yet it swiftly dissipated as she discarded her cigarette butt into the trash can.

She had heard that it was Genevieve who arranged for Charlotte to join Genevieve Orsi, implying that they shared an extraordinary connection.

Well, forget about it.

When Charlotte finished changing her clothes and emerged, to her surprise, she found Scarlette still standing at the sink, wiping her hands with a paper towel.

Scarlette smiled and inquired, “You've changed your clothes. Are you leaving now?”

Charlotte uttered an acknowledging sound and turned on the faucet, rinsing her hands beneath it. “I'm currently in negotiations with a producer. If I can secure a suitable role, I'll inform you immediately.”

“Okay,” Scarlette nodded before departing from the scene.

Once Scarlette left the restroom, Charlotte leisurely took a paper towel and dried her hands.

While washing, she couldn't shake off the sensation that Scarlette's gaze had been fixed on her face.

Was she deliberately waiting for me here to see if I overheard something earlier? If it was a private conversation, why did she answer it in the restroom?