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.

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

orchestrated quite the spectacle at the engagement party, a subtle challenge echoing

motive behind their son’s theatrics, it was clear his wife had crossed

My mother’s not up for it right now. Can’t accompany you for the investigation,” Sanford

she’s up, I’ll ensure her

acknowledged with a slight nod. “Appreciate

away,” he directed

escorting

wearing a smile, signaled to

dissected the drama, Millie observed

departure. “Sanford, did you