My Bossy CEO Husband by Symon Diller

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.

couldn’t connect

orchestrated quite the spectacle at the engagement party,

behind their son’s theatrics, it was clear his wife had crossed a line with

mother’s not up for it right now. Can’t accompany you for the investigation,” Sanford explained, a tinge of apology in his voice. “Feel free to take them in for

I’ll ensure her

slight nod.

them away,” he

police departed, escorting Remy and

a smile, signaled to

the guests dissected the drama, Millie observed coldly, her

halting his departure. “Sanford, did you orchestrate all that just