My Bossy CEO Husband by Symon Diller

Chapter: 817

They unanimously decided on Eleanor.

Rosalynn’s fingers curled into fists, and she turned to look at Eleanor, who was standing just behind the gossiping women.

Eleanor stood straight, her chin held high. She had an expectant expression as she stared at Brian, waiting for him to ask her to dance.

But Brian didn’t even glance at her. His gaze fixed on Rosalynn.

Rosalynn felt her heart skip a beat. She hastily averted her eyes.

he planning to

formed the thought when Brian strode in her direction and held out his

“Rosalynn, please?”

gasped in

weren’t

she was simply a designer in one of Brian’s companies who had tagged along to entertain his guests. Why would Brian

Brian, ignoring his outstretched hand. She didn’t want to dance with

would both Lose face. And

Eleanor’s face darkened.

the fabric

Brian

held no regard for her