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.

of the flowers she had originally come

headed to a nearby shopping mall to

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

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

Soon, dusk fell.

on a massive, leather sofa and

stood in front of

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

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

Rose, the world-renowned

Rose prefers to keep a low profile. | hope