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.

connect the dots, well, that

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

theatrics, it was

for the investigation,” Sanford explained, a tinge of apology

up, I’ll ensure

slight

he directed

escorting Remy

concluded, and Sanford, wearing a smile, signaled to the

the drama, Millie observed coldly, her

his departure. “Sanford, did you orchestrate

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