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

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

offered him a

Moreno

discreetly ushered her father

latest, dad?” she inquired

her with a comforting

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

the news, Selina exhaled

the most favorable

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

to evade their attention. Besides, Rosalynn’s employment here, coupled with the