My Bossy CEO Husband by Symon Diller

“Mr. Hughes, the restaurant’s private room is ready,” Edwin announced.

“Cancel it,” Brian grumbled.

He had hoped a Lunch date might deepen their bond.

But it seemed she had little concern for it.

Angela’s Library

She had plenty of company for lunch, after all.

As thoughts of Lyndon crept into his mind, a shadow fell over Brian’s expression.

I need you to dig some information up for

determined to uncover their whereabouts and

a cautious tone, Edwin inquired, “Exactly what

marred Brian’s brow as he unbuttoned his shirt

thought, deeming his own behavior

yearned for knowledge about their location, yet he feared Rosalynn’s wrath, worried she might accuse him

strained. He didn’t want to worsen

decided to let it

trust in her

driving her for over an hour, Lyndon

feeling hungry? Shall we grab a bite? Is there anything particular you crave?” he proposed, as

“Isn’t there a