My Bossy CEO Husband by Symon Diller

Janiya’s voice was chilling, a sinister whisper in Maggie’s ear.

Fear mingled with rage within her, yet she felt powerless to fight back.

How could a woman be so devoid of compassion?

Would she really stoop to such merciless tactics just to achieve her aims?

Maggie’s gaze intensified, her eyes taking on a reddish hue as she bit down on her lip, choosing silence.

Then Janiya’s words sliced through the silence once more.

“I’ve said my piece. Yet, as a gesture of ‘fairness’, I’ll grant you five million. Consider it a severance for your time with my son, like payment for a call girl.”

for a

no effort in her scorn, likening

sting of injustice and sorrow coaxing tears

a fortifying breath, she brushed her

Mrs. Robles. I pride myself on being a decent and honorable woman. It isn’t Sanford’s wealth I cherish. Despite my modest beginnings, I see myself as far superior to those feigning nobility yet possessing morals as low as their true stature. Perhaps you might consider investing your money in offerings and prayers, seeking God’s grace to guard against the pangs of conscience you ought to endure

“You…”

left speechless, stammering as Maggie disconnected

fingers, Maggie found the incriminating video on her phone and erased it without

flash, Remy reclaimed the phone, his eyes wide

video? Maggie, surely you didn’t assume I

hitched, her chest heaving slightly as she glared at the brazen man before