My Bossy CEO Husband by Symon Diller

Surprised by her reaction, Rosalynn and the others could only watch.

Regaining some semblance of calm, Tilda tucked her hair back and, with a ghostly pallor, apologized, “I’m sorry, I’m not comfortable being touched,” before retreating swiftly.

Lyndon’s brow creased in confusion as he watched her rapid exit.

Lips pressed together, Rosalynn was Lost in contemplation.

Larson was Tilda’s last name. Lyndon had called her Miss Larson.

Could it be that Tilda belonged to Skrix’s Larson family?

Were she and Ivy half-siblings?

seemed to lurk a shadow of fear

be that Tilda harbored hatred towards

Rosalynn doubted that.

presence was striking, clad in a sharp, dark suit, standing with

from the surrounding women spoke volumes of

could have misjudged Tilda’s

‘s L I B R

unthinkable for Tilda to bear any

my sister no mind. She didn’t intend

lips hesitating, a tinge

hers with a

what of her?” he