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.

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

slightly swollen, red,

Damn it.

Finley was dressed up

tie around his neck, leaned over, picked

the lounge, there was

and a wardrobe with shirts and suits

bed, tucked her in, and

two small hands suddenly. Bryan was pulled to the bed

How intimate!

body of Finley,

at the beautiful face close to him, and

for Finley

goodness there were no

for a

this scene would believe

body in his arms tempted

slowly touched the

his thin

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

beads of sweat appeared on her forehead, This murmur was like a

of his eyes

Gates?

Who was he?