My Bossy CEO Husband by Symon Diller

Rosalynn locked eyes with him, “No? Then why did you play the Larson family card this morning to intimidate Zoe?”

Dilan involuntarily glanced at Zoe without answering, who instinctively swallowed and then took refuge behind Rosalynn.

Rosalynn rolled up her blouse sleeves. “What’s with the look?

Thinking of bullying Zoe in my presence again?”

Dilan’s body tensed as if the pain from his earlier encounter with her still lingered.

He had to be humble because he did not want to be beaten.

“No.”

little sister to me, and I won’t tolerate anyone

a sister to you? How many people are under your

did he always end up butting heads with those under her

the mood for some mischief, make sure the other person doesn’t know me, to spare yourself

Angela’s Library

annoyance, vowed to hit the gym starting the following day and not be

leave now

Dilan asked.

can’t!”

Dilan frowned. “What now?”

asked him, “Dilan, you threatened Zoe and thought you could just stroll away? I’m not that