My Bossy CEO Husband by Symon Diller

“Lyndon, wake up!”

Finally, Lyndon started to stir. His eyes fluttered open slowly, his brows furrowing when his gaze fell on Rosalynn.

“Rosa, are you okay?” he asked weakly.

“I’m fine. You should be worrying about yourself. You’re injured.

Hold on. I’ll take you to the hospital.”

As she took Lyndon’s pulse, she kept dialing to call for an ambulance.

Lyndon’s eyes stayed open for another brief moment before closing once more, his body sinking back into unconsciousness.

Selina received a call from her father Beal, she was already aware that her scheme had unraveled. She couldn’t contain her frustration and immediately let loose a

Why do they seem less

seize the opportunity once it arose. He

threw a wrench

incompetence, pressed, “All they offer are excuses. What’s our next step? Lyndon’s hurt and the cops will be on our tail. If they trace it back to your hire, will he turn

I’ve taken steps to

Selina inquired,

are numbered. He’s battling terminal gastric cancer. I’ve promised a hefty sum post-mission, and a secure

He won’t cross me.”

by this, Selina simply responded, “That’s

Selina gripped her phone, her gaze icy