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,

guy has him in the

blame me for

deeply, and now that cherished

the police stations constraints, Davies would have already sought

Mr.

upset, but perhaps you should teach your son

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

shot Brian a

Mr.

fault from the beginning? Brians expression remained neutral, offering no clear

were all

get a bit rowdy

normal to seek

Ive seen the footage.

server a pat on the butt,

me, wasnt he intentionally looking for a fight? Brian looked at Dilan, who

to waver, clouded

what he saw as injustice? Rosalynn turned to Dilan, her face a mix of curiosity and