My Husband Is a Gary Stu

Chapter 1390 You Are So Mean

Jibson's maternal grandfather was from Jadeborough, but he grew up in Livingsfill and had hardly ever visited Chanaea.

“I came back with my mother. There was a charity dinner on the nineteenth, and I'll return to Livingsfill after attending it.” Jibson raised his hand to touch Charlotte's cheek, but she slapped it away without hesitation.

Jibson was immediately slightly displeased. Leaning down, he spoke closely to Charlotte, “Lottie, you are the one who took my virginity. Don't you have any lingering feelings for me?”

“We've already broken up. What's there for me to miss?” Charlotte said nonchalantly.

“Lottie, you're so mean.”

Jibson stared deeply into Charlotte's eyes. “Do you enjoy flirting with men, playing with them for a while, and then dumping them?”

Charlotte smiled and gently patted his cheek. “I pursued you. You agreed to it, and you enjoyed the happiness I brought you. We both invested in this relationship. If I'm mean, do you think that makes you innocent?”

Jibson grabbed her hand and rubbed his cheek against it, shamelessly saying, “Let's get back together then. I know your family went bankrupt.”

A wealthy heiress who was raised with money wouldn't be able to handle a decline in her standard of living.

“No. You know I never get back with my exes. Once it's over, it's over. Besides, I have a boyfriend now.” Charlotte pulled her hand away and casually wiped it on her sweater.

After all these years, she still hadn't changed. Jibson felt resentful but soon decided not to dwell on it. After all, she was a terrible person and treated everyone the same.

Since everyone couldn't get her, it was quite fair.

Charlotte arranged her long hair and suggested to Jibson, “Although getting back together is out of the question, we can still be friends.”

“Since we've met, may I buy you a drink?”

Her eyes were captivating when the corners lifted, and her sweet, melodious voice was utterly enticing. Jibson followed her to the dance hall.

There were hardly any seats in the crowded bar. Charlotte ordered two specially mixed cocktails from the bartender while leaning casually against the counter.

She passed one to Jibson.

After taking a couple of sips of alcohol, Charlotte beckoned Jibson to come closer with her finger. “Did you bring Kurt with you to Jadeborough this time?”

Jibson lowered his head and looked at her. “Why are you asking? Do you want to take him back?”

Jibson's current stylist, Kurt, was introduced to him by Charlotte when they were dating. Kurt used to be Jessica's stylist, and at that time, Charlotte adored Jibson and wanted to give him the best of everything. So, she persistently asked Jessica to let Kurt work with Jibson.

Later, Kurt began to gradually make a name for himself in Apea and Adrune modeling circles with the help of Jibson. Many of Jibson's iconic looks at events were created by Kurt.

Charlotte always paid attention to fashion. As a result, she noticed that Jibson's current makeup was reminiscent of Kurt's style. This content © Nôv/elDr(a)m/a.Org.

“How could I take back what I've given to you?” Charlotte wanted Kurt back, but this was different from asking her fair-weather friends to return the jewelry and bags she had given them.

Kurt once worked for Jessica, but he wasn't a slave sold to her family. Moreover, he was now thriving by Jibson's side.

Even if she could get the person back, she couldn't afford Kurt's expensive styling fees.

The dance hall was noisy, so Charlotte had to lean close to Jibson's ear to speak. “On the eighteenth, can you have him help you with your makeup early in the day and then lend him to me in the afternoon?”

“What do you want him for?”

Charlotte said, “I am now a manager, and I'd like him to do makeup and styling for one of my artists.”

“How about becoming my manager? You can set the price.” Jibson was aware of Charlotte's extensive

domestic and international network of contacts. She had a vast network of contacts and could easily fit in with Apea's and Adrune's entertainment industries.

Charlotte glanced at him. “You think I don't know what you're up to?”

Although she entered Genevieve Orsi through Genevieve's help, she had helped the latter in the past. Therefore, she didn't feel guilty when Genevieve lent her a helping hand. However, Jibson was just her ex-boyfriend.

Once she became Jibson's manager, she would essentially belong to him. Many decisions would be up to him.

Charlotte preferred to be in control rather than be controlled by others.