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?”

assistant, “What

“Sir?”

banging his head on

want them? You

way…” He trailed off when he caught the Boss’s

not paid enough for this! What kind of game is Boss playing at

was destined to be a sleepless

the next morning, a loud voice jerked Finley from a fitful

are you

that Mr. Turner has severe mysophobia? 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 boss, I can introduce you to others…” Finley half-listened to Kate’s well-meaning warnings as she was dragged out of bed and stuffed

It was too late, she was

matter out of her mind. There

time for the

finals were held in the Capital City. Thus, perfumers from all over the world had their eyes on the

just the monetary value of the trophy the contestants were after. It was the fame and prestige that came with it. As well

Tricia, heir and head perfumer of the Keith group. With her wealthy background and good looks, it was easy to assume that she would be

I’m sure you will win today!

Don’t forget about us little people when you reach the

I’m just average. There might be someone better than I 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

someone is missing.”

could it be your sister, Tricia?

an idiot who doesn’t know her limits. She was eliminated in the

“Oh… Sorry.”

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

that the contestant was wrong. That b*tch could have competed in the

sabotage Finley’s entry, that brat would have had a shot at

of trash! The

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

companion, “That may not be true. I heard that Lemon joined the competition just by submitting a recipe and was directly invited to

many scents but any scent