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?”

his assistant, “What do you

“Sir?”

banging his head on

want them? You

way…” He trailed

enough for this! What kind of game

be a sleepless night for the inhabitants

morning, a loud voice

are

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

smiled helplessly. It was too late, she

put the matter out of her mind. There were more

was time for the Annual

had their eyes on the city, waiting to see who

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

pinned on 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 the champion. At least, that was what those who were flattering

I’m sure you will

right! Don’t forget about us little people when you

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 whims if they wanted to

is missing.” A contestant suddenly

it be your sister,

an idiot who doesn’t know her limits. She

“Oh… Sorry.”

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

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

foresight to sabotage Finley’s entry, that brat would have

that piece of trash! The latecomer is

trailed off when she saw Tricia’s expression turn ugly and hurriedly added, “But pay her no mind, she still is far inferior to

heard that Lemon joined the competition just by submitting a recipe and was directly invited to the finals.

may not have released many scents but any