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.

plants on top of the flowers she had originally come for. It

nearby shopping mall

so much so that she hummed an upbeat melody the entire

new look provided a fresh perspective, and she felt as though she had been reborn into a

Soon, dusk fell.

Brian sat on a massive, leather sofa and skimmed through the purchase contract in

and attractive man stood in front

Hughes, | lost in the gamble. | hope that you will take care of the employees in

of the documents. He was holding an employee evaluation

really Rose, the world-renowned designer?”

low profile. | hope