My Bossy CEO Husband by Symon Diller

His train of thought was broken by the ringing of his phone. He leaned over and fished it from under the driver’s seat

“Brian! Did something happen? Why did you hang up all of a sudden?”

“Nothing. | happened to run into a little, wild cat just now.” Brian’s upper lip curled.

“Oh. | see. All right, are you arriving soon? The gamble on stones is about to start.”

“Il be there in a minute.”

Meanwhile, Rosalynn was feeling giddy after her encounter with her dreaded ex-husband. It was freeing to finally let out all of her pent-up frustrations in the last two years.

the flowers she had originally come for.

to a nearby shopping

so much so that she

felt as though she had been reborn into a

Soon, dusk fell.

Brian sat on a massive, leather sofa and skimmed through the

and attractive man stood in front

| hope that you

pursed his lips as he stared at one of the documents. He

really Rose, the world-renowned

furrowed slightly. “Yes, of course. Rose prefers to keep a low profile. | hope that