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

Chapter 10

Finley looked at Bryan like a deer in headlights.

“Your… preference?” She squeaked out.

“But… But those were rumors…”

Bryan smirked at the young woman’s dumbfounded look.

“Didn’t you hear? There’s no smoke without fire.”

After dropping that bomb on his new wife, Bryan turned to leave.

“It’s too late for regret now,” Bryan said as he opened the door and left.

The sound of the door closing snapped Finley back to her senses and she exploded.

“Bryan Turner! Get back here! I don’t care if you like men! We had a deal!”

Scrambling out of bed, she ran to the door and yanked it open. She stomped to where she saw Bryan disappeared to. Only to stop short when she heard his order his assistant to send some men to his place…

For a moment, Finley felt what it was like to be tricked by the big bad wolf.

Did he agree to this marriage just to get her secret recipe? That must be it!

“D*mn you, Bryan Turner!” Finley roared and stomped back to the bedroom, slamming the door shut in a fit of anger.

Bryan stared at the door of his study when he heard his wife curse him and storm off.

Harry stared at his Boss, convinced that the man had completely lost his mind.

“Sir, did you mean what you said?”

glared at his assistant,

“Sir?”

like banging his

them? You can

you, Sir. I don’t lean that way…” He trailed off when

this! What kind of

sleepless night

voice jerked Finley from a fitful

Keith! Why are you

crawl into his bed was tossed out onto the streets. Just keep your head down and work diligently. Otherwise, you won’t even know how you died. Forget the

was too late, she

mind. There were more important things to do

time for the

world had

value of the trophy the contestants were after. It was the fame and prestige that came

had their hopes pinned on Tricia, heir and head perfumer of the Keith group. With her wealthy background and good looks,

you will win

about us little people

already smug. She was the future Mrs. Turner! Those judges will have to bow to her whims if they wanted

missing.”

it be your sister, Tricia? I heard

Tricia’s sister is an idiot who doesn’t know her limits. She was

“Oh… Sorry.”

good mood from earlier had disappeared. Especially when she remembered the harsh lesson she learned. Her head still had a huge bruise from the

wrong. That b*tch could have competed in the finals

sabotage Finley’s entry, that brat would

piece of trash!

love the summer scent she created last year…” The girl trailed off when she saw

joined the competition just by submitting a recipe and was directly invited to

scents but any scent she releases will be