CEO’s Surrender: With You, I Can Never Win

Chapter 12

Of course, Bryan would not actually lay a hand on his wife.

Narrowing his eyes at her slightly, he then lowered his head to write a number on her score sheet. Harry’s eyes widened in horror at the glaring number that appeared.

“Sir… Aren’t you afraid that Mrs. Turner will be angry…” Harry trailed off when he realized that Boss. was on the verge of becoming angry with him.

“She asked for it.” Bryan spared Finley a glance. This woman need to pay the price.

“Sorry, Sir.” Harry quickly stepped back.

Out of sight, out of mind….

Anyway, the highest and lowest scores would be removed. Miss Finley will not be badly affected by the Boss’s childish actions.

Maybe Boss just took it as a warning to Miss Finley.

Meanwhile, the judges were put in a difficult position.

On one hand was a brilliant new perfumer with her future in front of her, on the other hand, was a slightly less talented young woman who was rumored to become the wife of a very powerful man. In the end, one brave judge decided to speak up and toss the hot potato to Bryan. “Mr. Turner, we think that Lemon’s perfume would help the whole country to make a shot in the international stage this year. It’s just that Miss Tricia-”

“Has nothing to do with me.” Bryan interrupted the man.

Harry then cleared his throat and said, “Dear judges, please judge according to your professional opinions and not rumors.”

Nodding their understanding, the group lowered their head and wrote down their scores with a clear heart.

Five minutes later, Finley’s score was displayed on the screen and immediately caused a stir.

“10! 10! 9.8! What perfume did that young lady come up with to score so high?”

Soon all the judges’ scores were displayed, with one notable exception.

staff member run to Bryan and back to the host with a confused expression on her face. She could

paying attention instead to the whispers

didn’t make Miss Tricia the

“Do

think the rumors are false? After all, I don’t think

“You may be right…”

fisted her hands, her nails digging into her palm,

it when a big

audience was confused, Finley scoffed, unperturbed at the man’s

man was…way

other hand, Tricia was

must be! Otherwise, he wouldn’t give her a zero.

The only consolation she had was that Mr. Turner did not seem to like the champion. So,

from her zero to Finley, announcing her as the

the host to accept the trophy, Finley held her

is

Bryan looked at the dazzling young woman standing on stage with an indescribable feeling in his chest. After that smirk she flashed him when her score was

Being ignored was… uncomfortable.

like a

grazed his lips before it was

he was focused on that woman and she

screamed inside, “No! Bryan Turner is mine! Which hole did this b*tch crawl

the host handed the microphone to her and

smiled, accepted the microphone, and proceeded to drop a bucket of

to report that someone in this competition plagiarized

judge frowned when they heard her words. The host scrambled to think of a reply, “Miss Lemon, that is a very serious accusation. If you don’t have any

enough to prove,” Finley interjected, her sharp gaze on Bryan, “I would just

who replied on his behalf. “Of course, Miss Lemon. Turner Group values

the audience who found fault with Finley’s actions. “She