My Bossy CEO Husband by Symon Diller

Years had passed, yet had Beal’s conscience not stirred with remorse?

And what of Selina? Was she oblivious to her father’s actions, or was she implicated as well?

These contemplations cast a frosty glint in Lyndon’s eyes.

Any threat to Rosalynn was a threat to him.

Interrupted by the rumble of his own hunger, Lyndon was jolted back to the present, meeting Rosalynn’s gaze.

“Feeling hungry? Should I grab something for you to eat?” she asked with a smile.

A N G E L A ‘s L I B R A R Y

you,” Lyndon

my mind is elsewhere, and my appetite has waned. Just stay

offered him a

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discreetly ushered her father

latest, dad?”

reassured her with

The police have attributed it to Darrion’s drunkenness. It was a mere traffic

by the news,

the most

at her, querying, “What’s our next move? Rosalynn’s presence

but for now, we must stay level-headed to evade their attention. Besides, Rosalynn’s employment here, coupled with the