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 call

in her scorn, likening her to

clenched her jaw, the sting of injustice and sorrow coaxing

in a fortifying breath, she brushed her tears aside and stood

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

“You…”

was left speechless, stammering as Maggie disconnected the

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

flash, Remy reclaimed the phone,

deleted the video? Maggie, surely you

glared at the brazen man before her, her hand swinging out in