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.

chosen heir, and

this guy has him in the

blame me for being outraged? Davies

he had treasured his son deeply, and now that cherished boy was lying in

the police stations constraints, Davies

Mr.

upset, but perhaps you should teach your son

wealth and status are important, but if your son becomes spoiled and reckless,

Brian a hard

Mr.

implying that my son was at fault from the beginning?

all men! Davies

a bit

to seek some

Ive seen the footage.

server a pat on the

he intentionally looking for a fight? Brian looked at Dilan, who sat silently,

for Dilan started to waver, clouded by

Dilans reaction just an over-the-top response to what he saw as injustice? Rosalynn turned to Dilan, her