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?”

at his assistant, “What

“Sir?”

his

you want them? You can have

Sir. I don’t lean that way…”

this! What kind of game is Boss playing

was destined to be a sleepless night for the inhabitants of Turner

next morning, a loud voice jerked Finley from

are you sleeping

has severe mysophobia? The last woman who attempted to crawl into his bed was tossed out onto the streets. Just keep your head

was too late, she was already married to

she put the matter out of her mind. There were

time for the Annual Frangrance

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

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

Keith group. With her wealthy background and good looks, it was easy to assume that

sure you will win today! You’re

little people

already smug. She was the future Mrs. Turner! Those judges will have

is missing.” A

Her friend answered, “Oh, could it be your sister, Tricia? I heard

sister is an idiot who doesn’t know her

“Oh… Sorry.”

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

That b*tch could have competed

the foresight to sabotage Finley’s entry, that brat

about that piece of

You’re not joking? 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

may not be true. I heard that Lemon joined the competition just by submitting a recipe

Lemon may not have released many scents but any scent she releases will

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