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, “What

“Sir?”

banging his head on the

you want them? You can

lean that way…” He

complaining. “I’m not paid enough for this! What kind of game is Boss playing at

destined to be a sleepless night

loud voice

Keith! Why are you sleeping

The last woman who attempted to 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 was already married to the

of her mind. There were more important things to

time for the Annual Frangrance

from all over the world had their eyes on the city,

the fame and prestige that came with it. As well as the admission into

and good looks, it was easy to assume

will win today! You’re so

about us little people when

here.” Tricia replied that way but inside she was already smug. She was the future Mrs. Turner! Those judges will have to bow to her whims if they wanted to continue surviving in an industry dominated by the Turner

missing.” A

it be your

an idiot who doesn’t

“Oh… Sorry.”

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

That b*tch could have competed in the

she hadn’t had the foresight to sabotage Finley’s entry, that brat would have had a shot at

of trash! The latecomer is

I love the summer scent she created last year…” The girl trailed off when she saw Tricia’s expression turn ugly and hurriedly added, “But pay her

her companion, “That may not be true. I heard that Lemon joined the competition just

not have released many scents but any scent she releases will be sold