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

Chapter 181

Finley held the cheque, smiled happily, and shook her head. “No. My husband gave me 20 million. I don’t need any jobs. I would like to have some fun now.

After that, Finley put the cheque into her pocket carefully. Then, she lay back on the sofa and continued to play with her mobile phone.

Bryan returned to his seat and dealt with the documents he should have read this morning.

He sat straight with a fine pen in his hand, lowered his head, and looked cool.

He was serious about his work and did his job with ease.

His impeccable facial features were charming.

Finley took out her mobile phone, aimed the camera at Bryan from behind the sofa, and took a few pictures.

Bryan had no competitors, even in showbiz where full of handsome men.

Finley scrutinized those photos. Soon, she felt sleepy, put down her mobile phone, and went to sleep,

Bryan finished his urgent jobs.

He looked at the sofa.

Finley, dressed up like a boy, curled up and fell asleep on the sofa.

Bryan put down his pen and looked down at the little girl.

a porcelain doll in her sleep. Her eyelashes were long

lips were slightly

Damn it.

Although Finley was dressed up like a boy,

neck, leaned over, picked Finley up from the

lounge, there was

a large bed and a wardrobe with shirts and suits Bryan

Finley on the bed, tucked her in,

neck was hooked by two small hands suddenly. Bryan was pulled to the

How intimate!

of Finley, and a terrific

at the beautiful face close to him, and his Adam’s

bangs for Finley with his

goodness there

felt for

saw this scene would believe

soft body in his arms

touched the cheeks of

thin and cold

You’re still alive, aren’t you? Come

in a dream again. She frowned, and beads of sweat appeared on her forehead, This murmur was like a blow

coldness that burst out of his eyes spread around

Gates?

Who was he?