CEO’s Surrender: With You, I Can Never Win

Chapter 5

Chapter 5

The maids who could not stop Finley from barging in cowered at the side as the young woman strutted into the room like she owned the place.

The woman was dressed from head to toe in black like she was attending a funeral.

As if the weather headed her call, a huge wind swept in through the open doorway.

Everyone shivered.

It was like watching the grim reaper stride into your living room…

Rita was the first to react.

“You’re crazy! Finley, what do you think you’re trying to do?”

Tina snapped out of her trance. However, Finley did not miss the flash of guilt clouding the older

woman’s face.

“Why are you looking at me like that?” Finley asked Tina. Then she chuckled, “Are you feeling guilty? Are you surprised to see that I’m still alive?”

Tina glanced at Dirk worriedly. After all, he did not know of her plans. He was unaware that she was the mastermind behind Finley’s brush with death earlier that day. Dirk didn’t know that she had sold Finley to those lecherous men at the bar.

“Why was she back?” Tina thought, “How is she still able to walk in like this? Did my plan fail?”

fixed her cold gaze on Tina and the woman felt a shiver down her spine. Even through the veil, she could feel the young

“This b*tch must be back

snapped, “What is the meaning of this? Finley, you cannot blame us for kicking you out of the house after you’d done such a

and say, “What a great actress! Your ability to ad-lib

here to

blew his top. “You insolent brat! Guards! Drag

as nobody appeared to

Tsk, such a bold move, digging up my mother’s grave. One would think that

sheet while Dirk frowned at

up! You’re

I decided to be generous. Look, I got this just for you. Anytime you want a

that, Finley gave the

toward Tina and she screamed

she was too slow and the coffin struck her side and she tumbled to the ground. Dirk was so angry that his face

did nothing else. He felt humiliated that his useless. daughter was openly rebelling. She was looking

Finley smirked at Dirk.

a little small for the both of you but beggars can’t be choosers. You’ll just have to share. After all,

plate and threw it

and neatly sidestepped the

here, you

yelling for the guards, “Throw this b*tch into her coffin and throw her out

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