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.

to dig some information up for me,” Brian

uncover their whereabouts

tone, Edwin inquired, “Exactly what are you looking to

Brian’s brow as he unbuttoned his shirt in

dismissed the thought, deeming his

he feared Rosalynn’s wrath, worried she might accuse him

already strained. He didn’t want to worsen

to let it

in her

after driving her for over an hour, Lyndon recognized it was time to consider

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

said, “Isn’t there