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.

back to the host with a confused expression on her face. She could vaguely guess what her silly husband had

ignored the man, paying attention instead to

didn’t make

“Do

false? After all, I don’t think Mr. Turner would let his fiancée be embarrassed like

“You may be right…”

digging into her palm, at the speculatively looks the crowds were giving

a big fat zero

confused, Finley scoffed, unperturbed at

was…way

the other hand, Tricia

be! Otherwise, he wouldn’t give her

grit her teeth and accept second place. The only consolation she had was that Mr. Turner did not seem to like

host quickly diverted the crowds’ attention from her zero to Finley,

to accept the trophy, Finley held her head

this is for

woman standing on stage with an indescribable feeling in his chest. After that smirk she flashed him when her score was announced, the woman had not once looked at

Being ignored was… uncomfortable.

like a fairy on

tender smile grazed his lips before it

as he was focused on that woman

Bryan Turner is mine! Which hole did

her jaw as the host handed the microphone to her and asked, “Would you like to say a few

accepted the microphone, and proceeded to drop

to report that

broke out among the audience. Even the judge frowned when they heard her words. The host scrambled

Finley interjected, her sharp gaze on Bryan, “I would just like

was Harry who replied on his behalf. “Of

fault with Finley’s actions. “She already won the