My Bossy CEO Husband by Symon Diller

Rosalynn offered Zoe a comforting touch on the hand before turning to face Dilan.

Dilan remained seated, his expression one of cool indifference, deliberately ignoring Rosalynns arrival.

Mr.

Hughes, Mrs.

Hughes, what are you doing here? Davies blurted out, his surprise evident as they entered.

He had been skeptical about Dilans claim to know such high-profile figures as Brian and Rosalynn, but it turned out Dilan was telling the truth.

Mr.

Cooper, lets keep our cool and discuss this calmly, Brian said, nodding slightly as he settled into the seat opposite Davies.

Davies, still simmering with anger, shot a furious glance at Dilan before finally taking his own seat.

Mr.

Hughes, Im trying not to lose my temper, but this boys arrogance is too much.

son is my chosen heir,

guy has

blame me for being

his son deeply, and now that cherished

the police stations constraints, Davies

Mr.

but perhaps you should teach

and status are important, but if your son becomes spoiled and reckless, it could endanger

Brian a hard

Mr.

are you implying that my son was at fault from the beginning? Brians expression remained neutral, offering no clear agreement or

were all men! Davies

bit rowdy after a

to seek

Ive seen the footage.

son only gave the female server a pat on the butt, and

a fight? Brian looked at Dilan, who sat silently,

for Dilan started to waver, clouded

to what he saw as injustice? Rosalynn turned to Dilan, her