My Bossy CEO Husband by Symon Diller

In the ensuing calm, Rosalynn’s thoughts were eerily collected as she pondered the identity of her assailant.

Peering through the glass at the driver, she recognized no familiar features.

He was an unknown entity, likely acting under orders.

Speculations raced through her mind, but Brylee’s father surfaced as the prime suspect, the only figure she had conflicts with recently.

Could he be the mastermind of this accident?

Half an hour later, Brian appeared, Edwin in tow.

A N G E L A ‘s L I B R A R Y

he scrutinized her,

“Are you truly fine?”

“Yes,” she reassured.

abated slightly at

mentioned an

planned to dine

Lyndon maneuvered his car to shield me, sparing me

grip tightened,

she had been seconds away from harm’s way, saved

attempting to douse Rosalynn with sulfuric acid, but Barlow

rivals-in-love who unexpectedly became his wife’s

wrestling with a tumult