My Bossy CEO Husband by Symon Diller

A pair embraced tightly, the man lost in a fervor of kisses.

Karina’s eyes popped wide open; she tugged on Rosalynn’s arm, exclaiming, “Look, is that Lyndon? Oh my God! He always seems so unapproachable. Could he really be this wild privately? And the woman with him, she looks familiar. What’s her name?”

“Ivy Larson.”

Rosalynn spoke her name, her brows knitting together as she observed the footage unfurling on the large screen.

What exactly was happening here?

Why was Lyndon with Ivy?

And why was there a live broadcast of it?

piecing together that they might be in the

thought, she rose swiftly to her feet, gathering the fabric

Angela’s Library

room, Brian

you could trip,” he

can I not rush? It

a spectacle wouldn’t normally be his choice for public

this was someone

who could it

Ivy?

look of disapproval flickered

Ivy. They are well-suited in both status and age. Lyndon is of an age to marry. It’s about time