My Bossy CEO Husband

“I don’t need your help. I just bought these trousers. You should compensate me for them!” Mary demanded.

With a sly grin, Rosalynn rolled up her sleeves. “If you can’t take them off, let me help you.”

Her smile was disingenuous. It was as if she would help Mary remove her trousers any second.

Mary recoiled, stomped her foot, spun around, and stormed off.

She didn’t dare to provoke Rosalynn further, fearing that she might lose her job.

Rosalynn bent down to clean the mess, disposing of it in the trash can without a care in the world.

knack for

hidden the truth that the one who

had any chance to get close

was about to leave his office when he noticed Eleanor’s arrival. His

“Why are you here?”

today and happened to be passing by, so I brought you some food,” Eleanor said with a

it,” Brian replied indifferently,

out, stopping him in

flickered in

his striking features,