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.

as quiet as a porcelain doll in her sleep. Her eyelashes were long and

were slightly swollen, red,

Damn it.

like a demon. Although Finley was dressed up like

neck, leaned over, picked Finley up

lounge, there

bed and a wardrobe with shirts

bed, tucked

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

How intimate!

Finley, and a terrific feeling surged up

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

messy bangs for

there were

for

saw this scene would believe

soft body in his

the cheeks

pressed his thin and cold lips against

still alive, aren’t you? Come back, I miss you so

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

burst out of his eyes

Gates?

Who was he?