CEO’s Surrender: With You, I Can Never Win

Chapter 12

Of course, Bryan would not actually lay a hand on his wife.

Narrowing his eyes at her slightly, he then lowered his head to write a number on her score sheet. Harry’s eyes widened in horror at the glaring number that appeared.

“Sir… Aren’t you afraid that Mrs. Turner will be angry…” Harry trailed off when he realized that Boss. was on the verge of becoming angry with him.

“She asked for it.” Bryan spared Finley a glance. This woman need to pay the price.

“Sorry, Sir.” Harry quickly stepped back.

Out of sight, out of mind….

Anyway, the highest and lowest scores would be removed. Miss Finley will not be badly affected by the Boss’s childish actions.

Maybe Boss just took it as a warning to Miss Finley.

Meanwhile, the judges were put in a difficult position.

On one hand was a brilliant new perfumer with her future in front of her, on the other hand, was a slightly less talented young woman who was rumored to become the wife of a very powerful man. In the end, one brave judge decided to speak up and toss the hot potato to Bryan. “Mr. Turner, we think that Lemon’s perfume would help the whole country to make a shot in the international stage this year. It’s just that Miss Tricia-”

“Has nothing to do with me.” Bryan interrupted the man.

Harry then cleared his throat and said, “Dear judges, please judge according to your professional opinions and not rumors.”

Nodding their understanding, the group lowered their head and wrote down their scores with a clear heart.

Five minutes later, Finley’s score was displayed on the screen and immediately caused a stir.

“10! 10! 9.8! What perfume did that young lady come up with to score so high?”

Soon all the judges’ scores were displayed, with one notable exception.

the host with a confused expression on her face. She

the man, paying attention instead to the

They didn’t make Miss Tricia the

“Do

After all, I don’t think Mr.

“You may be right…”

nails digging into her palm, at the

it when a big fat zero

the audience was confused, Finley scoffed, unperturbed

man was…way too

the other hand, Tricia

that Bryan did not like that vixen? It must be! Otherwise, he wouldn’t give her a zero. Too bad the lowest score was

preparations, Tricia could only grit her teeth and accept second place. The only consolation she had was that Mr. Turner did not seem to like the champion. So, she

her zero

walked to the host to accept the trophy, Finley held her

is

that was flung onto them would be repaid, bit by painful bit. Bryan looked at the dazzling young woman standing on stage with an indescribable feeling

Being ignored was… uncomfortable.

like a fairy

grazed his

as he was focused on that woman and she trembled in renewed

inside, “No! Bryan Turner is mine! Which hole did this b*tch

host handed the microphone to her and

and proceeded to drop a bucket of cold water

would like to report that

judge frowned when they heard her words. The host scrambled to think of a reply, “Miss Lemon, that is a very serious accusation. If

sharp gaze on Bryan, “I would just

it was Harry who replied on his behalf. “Of course, Miss Lemon. Turner Group values integrity. We will not treat

were some in the audience who found fault with Finley’s actions. “She already