My Bossy CEO Husband

Chapter 951
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Chapter 951

Chapter: 951

“So, how long do | have to stay?” she asked.

“Just for the night.”

“What? The entire night?” Rosalynn’s brow knitted in displeasure.novelbin

Acrafty grin pulled at Barlow’s lips. “Afraid Brian will misconstrue our little act? If he does, why not make it real?”

“Barlow, one more ludicrous remark, and | guarantee you'll remain single forever.” Rosalynn’s voice rang out with a warning chill.

In the art of pretending, Barlow was an expert. Perhaps he had chosen the wrong career path. Acting seemed more fitting to himthan being a police informant.

Barlow’s smile faltered, his gaze fixated on the half-empty glass before him. He took another sip, the amber liquid disappearinggradually. “Who said anything about wanting to marry?”

As the soft light bathed the room, its gentle glow highlighted his handsome face, revealing a fleeting trace of regret shimmeringin his eyes.

Rosalynn’s lips thinned, her thoughts drifting back to Karina’s advice to Kennedi, her mind unraveling the intricate web she hadunwittingly stepped into.

How could she navigate this situation if Kennedi was hell-bent on her vendetta against Barlow?Rosalynn was rendered speechless by Barlow

Suddenly, her phone buzzed, announcing the arrival of a new message.

“Rosalynn, when are you getting back?” Maggie’s words Lit the screen

Contemplating the likelihood of spending the night here, Rosalynn sighed deeply.

“| might be Late, Maggie. Don’t wait up. Get some rest.”

She was relieved that Brian was not in the city.

He was a man of intense emotions, and his jealousy was Legendary.

Rosalynn could not bear to imagine the consequences if Brian was present.

“Earlier, you mentioned someone trying to replace Brian. Who would even dare?” she asked.Her heart ached for his safety, but given his high status, danger was bound to find him.What she couldn't figure out was who was forcing Barlow to put on such an act.

“why don’t you take a guess?” Barlow’s smirk was maddening, his eyebrows arching.

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