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

thank you,” Lyndon replied

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

simply offered him a

Moreno

ushered

dad?”

her with a comforting

it to Darrion’s drunkenness. It was a

news,

most

“What’s our next move? Rosalynn’s presence is a lurking

evade their attention. Besides, Rosalynn’s employment here, coupled with the museum’s expansion, provides enough opportunity for an… unfortunate accident,