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My Bossy CEO Husband by Symon Diller

Chapter 569
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Chapter: 569

Brian’s gaze flickered to Rosalynn. “Well… I mentioned a party and she insisted on tagging along.”

His jesting tone carried some warmth that didn’t go unnoticed by the discerning crowd. They responded

with knowing smiles.

Rosalynn was momentarily speechless, wanting to counter his playful barb but deciding against it due

to her refined upbringing.

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She couldn’t help but wonder, though, if Brian truly never brought female company to these parties.

“Rosalynn, come here.” Brian, now seated at the head of the table, motioned to Rosalynn, who was still

standing.

The individual next to her swiftly pulled out a chair for her.

Rosalynn took her seat beside Brian.

“Miss Fuller, care for some wine?” Henrik offered while pouring a drink for Brian.

Before Rosalynn could respond, Brian interjected, “She doesn’t drink.”

Henrik chuckled. “Since you’re here, how about a little?”

Brian glanced at Rosalynn before replying, “No, I fear she might drink too much and cause a scene.”

Rosalynn bit back a retort.

How she wanted to give him a piece of her mind!

The crowd turned their teasing eyes to Rosalynn.

Maintaining her polite demeanor, Rosalynn discreetly stomped on Brian’s foot under the table.

Unperturbed, Brian held his glass and clarified, “Don’t misinterpret our situation. We’re not what you’re

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imagining.”

Their attempts to hold back Laughter were abandoned when they heard his denial. The room burst into

Laughter.

Had Brian remained silent, there might have been some ambiguity. But his denial served to confirm

their assumptions about the nature of his relationship with Rosalynn

Henrik picked up a bottle of juice and offered, “Miss Fuller, would you care for some juice?”

“Sure.” Rosalynn could feel the heat rising to her cheeks.

She ignored the onlookers and quietly tuned into their conversation from her chair.

She couldn’t fathom why Brian had brought her to the party.