My Bossy CEO Husband by Symon Diller

Her face fell. “Rosalynn, why are you here? And you’re unscathed!”

A cold smile played on Rosalynn’s lips as she produced a small bottle and sprayed its contents to Brylee. s it turns out, you should be the one in distress!”

‘Ah! What are you doing?” Brylee cried out.

Rosalynn shoved her further into the room before swiftly exiting.

A man’s voice floated in from behind. “Is it done?”

“Yes,” Rosalynn confirmed.

Looking down, she saw Barlow draping

adjusting the suit jacket on her

flashed a teasing grin. “Rosalynn, I’ve come to your rescue yet again. How do you

for your help,” Rosalynn responded coolly before

in my debt now,” Barlow called after her, his voice

chose to remain silent, tacitly acknowledging

surveyed the crowd from

her part, and any further involvement seemed

see how things unfold for Brylee?” Barlow caught

frowned. “Don’t touch

her, chuckling playfully. “Come on, Rosalynn, don’t be so prudish. You saw