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.

up buying several potted plants on top of the flowers she had originally come

headed to a nearby shopping mall to buy some

time decorating her new home, so much so that she hummed an upbeat

provided a fresh perspective, and she felt as

Soon, dusk fell.

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

attractive man stood in front of

in the gamble. | hope that you will take care

pursed his lips as he stared at one of the documents. He was holding

Rose,

man nodded, his brows furrowed slightly. “Yes, of course. Rose prefers to keep a low profile. | hope that you will respect her