My Bossy CEO Husband by Symon Diller

His train of thought was broken by the ringing of his phone. He leaned over and fished it from under the driver’s seat

“Brian! Did something happen? Why did you hang up all of a sudden?”

“Nothing. | happened to run into a little, wild cat just now.” Brian’s upper lip curled.

“Oh. | see. All right, are you arriving soon? The gamble on stones is about to start.”

“Il be there in a minute.”

Meanwhile, Rosalynn was feeling giddy after her encounter with her dreaded ex-husband. It was freeing to finally let out all of her pent-up frustrations in the last two years.

market, and ended up buying several potted plants on top of the flowers she

nearby shopping mall to buy

so much so that she hummed an upbeat melody

and she felt as though she had been reborn into a

Soon, dusk fell.

Royarid Club, Brian sat on a massive, leather sofa and skimmed through

man stood in front of him, looking

lost in the gamble. | hope that you will take care

he stared at one of the documents. He

really Rose,

to keep a low profile. | hope that you will respect her privacy and treat