Wife by Day, Boss by Night by Thalia Quillspeak

Chapter 230

A steady rapping at the door interrupted the stillness of the evening.

Brian furrowed his brow in annoyance.

Bagot was just outside. He should have known that Brian was in no mood for visitors.

Yet, the persistent knock didn’t cease. It fell silent for a moment, only to resume with more determination.

Minutes later, Brian wrenched the door open with a rising temper to find Benjamin standing at the door with an inscrutable expression.

Benjamin’s eyes roamed over Brian’s scantily clad form, lingering suggestively on some part.

“If you don’t have a damn good reason for this, I’ll rip your head off!” Brian growled through clenched teeth.

A shiver ran down Benjamin’s spine. He knew Brian could make good on that threat and then

some more.

a resigned tilt of his mouth, his

was an old man, which did

physician, steeped in generations of practice,” Benjamin added quickly, sensing his nephew’s irritation.

keep Natalie as close as his belt, but she wouldn’t

tousled hair. She

respected professor from my medical school days,” Benjamin introduced,

sat across from Sanford. Brian’s intense gaze, however, fixated on Sanford’s

a cold sweat. He cautiously pulled a tissue

Brian, her expression

the 21st century, not the Dark Ages,” her look seemed to say.

Brian said

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wrist and extended her arm to

After half a minute,

offering her other

hand and pondered for a few seconds before speaking. “Have you had complications