My Bossy CEO Husband by Symon Diller

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Sanford, however, remained composed. He casually glanced at his assistant and inquired, “Where’s the doctor?”

“Right here.”

The assistant promptly ushered in the doctor who had been waiting nearby.

The doctor approached her, giving her a once-over. “Fainted from pure rage. Get Mrs. Robles to the lounge.”

“Sure thing.”

Sanford exchanged a knowing look with his assistant, who, in tandem with a security guard, guided Janiya to the Lounge.

Britton shot Sanford a complex expression, sighed, and trailed behind them.

incident, if he still couldn’t connect the dots, well, that would be downright

the spectacle at the engagement party, a

son’s theatrics, it was clear his wife

accompany you for the investigation,” Sanford explained, a tinge of apology in

up, I’ll

with a slight nod. “Appreciate your

them away,” he

departed, escorting

smile, signaled

dissected the drama,

his departure. “Sanford, did

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