My Husband Is a Gary Stu

As soon as the elevator doors opened, Denise stepped in with Johanna. “Johanna, can you guess why Quincey gave you the
cold shoulder and snapped at you when she knew that Mr. Cabot assigned you to do her styling?”
“Because she has an unusual relationship with Mr. Cabot?” Johanna asked, quirking an eyebrow.
“Hey, how did you know that, Johanna?”
Johanna chuckled and said, “I've never worked with her before. As soon as she heard that Mr. Cabot introduced me, her
expression changed, and she even acted coyly on the phone with him. It's clear that they have a special relationship.”
Denise gossiped with Johanna. “I heard she's been with him for quite some time. When his wife found out, he cut off all contact
with her. His wife was upset and secretly had someone cut off many of her resources. Quincey has always wanted to climb the
social ladder, but without any significant family background, she's no match for Mr. Cabot's wife.”
She then wondered in puzzlement, “Why are rich men so disloyal? Even with a wife and kids, they still mess around, not even
sparing the artists in their own company. There's a saying online that's quite accurate.” She pondered for a moment before she
continued, “Men only behave in death.”
Johanna could not help but laugh. “So, this is why you don't have a boyfriend?”
“Of course not. I merely can't find a boyfriend who suits my taste.” After saying that, Denise added, “I think Timothy is quite good.
He loves you and your daughter, a decent man who's hard to come by.”
Johanna remained silent.
After driving out of the Regality Gardens, Johanna said to Denise with a frown, “I can't shake off the feeling that something is
fishy with Quincey declining to have us follow her to touch up her makeup.”
“Doesn't she have a contract with Mr. Laird? She might have asked him to tag along.”
Johanna shook her head, sharing her suspicion with Denise. “Quincey is rather stubborn, and she even asked me to leave that

formal attire with spaghetti straps at her house. I'm afraid she might take the opportunity when we aren't around to change into it
and go on stage to prove that she hadn't gained weight. Since there's nothing much to be done in the morning, go and take a
stroll around the mall and keep an eye on Quincey while you're at it.”
She drove in the direction of the mall.
After dropping Denise off at the mall, Johanna returned to the studio to rush the production of Yvonne's formal attire.
She was in the middle of doing so when she received a call from Denise. “You were spot on, Johanna. Quincey put on that dress
with spaghetti straps, and the zipper burst open as soon as she got on stage.”
Quincey was a somewhat famous celebrity. When her fans learned that she would be making an appearance at Van Cleef's
event, they thronged the mall. As soon as Quincey appeared, her exquisite outfit caused an uproar among them.
Before anyone realized it, the zipper on her formal attire split open, exposing half of her right bosom.
Given that the mall was packed with people and Denise did not have a work pass, she found it impossible to squeeze through
the crowd to Quincey. The moment she saw the latter's formal attire falling apart, she almost fainted.
She was the one who reacted before Quincey's assistant did, shouting for the latter to take off her coat and drape it over
Quincey.
Upon learning about it all, Johanna was so frustrated she cursed inwardly. “All right, you can come back now.”
She hung up the phone and opened Twitter. As expected, there were four or five trending topics about Quincey's formal attire
malfunction at the promotional event.
As Quincey flashed quite a bit of skin, journalists from all walks of life were frantically publishing those few pictures to attract
traffic.
Many people commented on the news. One typed: I was going to compliment Quincey on her stunning look this time that
outshone all the other actresses and urge her to continue working with this stylist in the future, but the unexpected happened.

Another criticized: Which studio prepared her gown? It seems like they put no thought into it at all.
Not long after the issue escalated, Peyton's studio, which had a contract with Quincey, came forward to clarify things. They
denied responsibility for Quincey's styling this time and even shared their chat records with her for transparency.
Quincey told Peyton on WhatsApp that her styling was done by a studio called Nightingale Studio that had only been open for a
few days.
She also complained about the stylist's arrogant attitude, saying the latter openly pointed out that she had gained weight.