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My Bossy CEO Husband by Symon Diller

Chapter 1178
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Chapter: 1178

“Shall we proceed with Lunch now?” he interjected.

Rosalynn’s heart skipped a beat as she heard a cough, causing her to abruptly distance herself from

Brian.

“Oh, it’s already lunchtime,” she exclaimed, a tinge of regret in her voice.

How could she have lost track of time when she was with Brian?

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Her cheeks flushed with embarrassment as her grandfather caught sight of her flirting with Brian in the

kitchen.

Rosalynn gathered the dishes and made her way to the door, trying to appear nonchalant.

While passing by Calvert, she stole a furtive glance at him before quickly diverting her gaze, feigning

indifference. Yet, her ears continued to burn.

Brian remained composed amidst the situation.

“Calvert, we can grab a drink later,” he casually suggested.

Calvert fixed him with a serious gaze, but upon hearing the word

“drink,” his expression softened.

The trio settled around the table. Brian inquired, “Calvert, which wine would you like to start with?”

Rosalynn chimed in, “Let’s have some rice wine. It has a Lower alcohol concentration.”

Calvert’s stern gaze bore into her as he snapped, “Don’t interrupt us, Rosalynn. Brian, let’s have some

strong whisky.”

Rosalynn was left speechless, her eyes darting to Brian for a momentary connection.

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Brian understood that he had to comply with Calvert’s wishes in his presence. He obediently poured a

glass of whisky for Calvert, then filled his own.

“Grandpa, I’ve neglected Rosalynn for two years. As punishment, I’L down three glasses of wine first,”

Brian declared, his words accompanied by consecutive drinks.

Calvert appeared satisfied. “That’s the spirit. Let me tell you, if you come to your senses too Late, I’ll

find another fine gentleman for Rosalynn.”

Rosalynn was rendered speechless. Was he referring to Barlow?

“Both of you, start eating. Don’t just focus on drinking. Grandpa, try this. How does it taste?”

Wary of Calvert steering the conversation to Barlow, Rosalynn swiftly served food to both men,

desperately trying to change the subject.

Calvert savored a piece of sparerib and nodded approvingly.