My Bossy CEO Husband by Symon Diller

Her dance was revered on global stages. Her stature in the dance community had precluded such casual performances.

And now, she was to be a mere performer at a gathering? Reduced to an entertainer?

“Miss Forbes, do you decline?”

Larry’s voice sliced through the murmurs, his eyes glinting with scorn.

The young ladies nearby fixed their gazes upon Selina.

“She must begrudge the Moreno heiress’s return.”

“How audacious of her to appear today!”

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privilege? Her dancing here would be a benefit. The

and encountering their scornful looks, Selina inhaled deeply, quelling the embarrassment and rage in

posture, stepped onto the stage, and accepted the microphone

opportunity to join tonight’s banquet. Though you’re not my birth parents, you hold the place of

Moreno couple remained silent, standing with

we should be like sisters and care for Mr. and Mrs.

there, at

as sisters with such an individual, let alone

her affection, aiming to demonstrate to all present that the Moreno

I shall dance,” declared Selina, her gaze

grace us with piano