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 curved, and the

slightly swollen, red, and

Damn it.

like a demon. Although Finley was dressed up like a

around his neck, leaned over, picked Finley up

lounge, there was

was a large bed and a wardrobe with shirts and suits Bryan

on the bed, tucked her in, and got up to

small hands suddenly. Bryan was pulled

How intimate!

of Finley, and a terrific feeling surged

at the beautiful face close to him, and

messy bangs for

there were no

felt for a

this scene would believe

in his arms tempted

slowly touched the

thin and cold

you? Come back, I miss you

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

out of his

Gates?

Who was he?