My Bossy CEO Husband by Symon Diller

Chapter 2150

As the other reporters turned their attention to Betsy’s face, they couldn’t help but notice her striking resemblance to Rosalynn.

This realization sparked a flurry of additional questions.

“Is this woman your confidante, Mr.

Hughes?”

“Is it true that your wife is pregnant, and you’ve sought solace with another woman who resembles her?”

“Mr.

Hughes, it seems you are not only cold-hearted but also hypocritical! You keep your wife at home while your mistress parades around in public!”

Brian’s expression remained stoic, refusing to dignify the accusations with a response.

Betsy listened to the onslaught of remarks, finding satisfaction in them while she outwardly maintained an anxious demeanor.

“Don’t make baseless accusations against me! I’m just an ordinary employee in the Hughes Group’s PR department,” she protested, her tone firm.

“Please refrain from speculating about my relationship with Mr.

you’ll be hearing

reporters showed no signs

Brian and Betsy, bombarding them with relentless

she had pushed retaliated by deliberately

winced,

steadied her, his expression

don’t expect

Hughes Group, I still possess numerous means to

the weight of undeniable authority, and the reporters, cowed by

Brian inquired,

winced in pain, her ankle

“It’s twisted.

It hurts,” she admitted.

the waiting car, signaling

the vehicle and ensured she was settled

relentless clicks of the cameras continued, capturing every moment

spread like wildfire across social media platforms, igniting a fresh wave of fervent discussion among

to the hospital, while Betsy sat beside him, enveloped in

of satisfaction crossed her features as she composed herself and offered an