My Bossy CEO Husband by Symon Diller

On the third floor, most doors of the lounges were open except for the one at the very end, which remained shut.

Brea, Lyndon’s mother, approached and knocked her knuckles on the door.

“Lyndon, are you inside?”

After a brief pause, a gentle female voice from within replied, “Just give me a moment.”

The crowd waited patiently, and eventually, the door swung open.

Ivy appeared in the doorway, wearing a man’s suit and looking bashful.

Angela’s Library

“Mrs. Fernandez.”

shot her a brief look but kept her silence. She walked past the woman and

chair, a few buttons of his shirt undone,

his brows, and a sensation of dizziness

why did

pausing

naturally understands her

engage in any mischief with women on an occasion like

Brea knew that her son was in love with the late Rosanna. How could he suddenly become entangled with the daughter of the

at the suddenly emerging

brings

“We are…”