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My Bossy CEO Husband by Symon Diller

Chapter 856
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Chapter: 856

Rosalynn remained silent and ushered them inside.

Sanford took a deep breath, realizing that he had broken into a sweat.

Brian offered reassurance by patting him on the shoulder and fetching a pair of slippers.

In the dining room, Maggie’s expression changed slightly at the sight of Sanford.

Rosalynn sat beside her, gently holding her hand to provide comfort.

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“Maggie, he claims that Yana is the one to blame. Let’s hear him out.”

At the mention of Yana’s name, Maggie felt a surge of anger.

She turned her gaze toward Sanford and questioned, “Are you saying Yana orchestrated all of this?

Why would she do such a thing?”

Observing Maggie’s pale face, Sanford couldn’t help but feel a twinge of regret.

“I’ve been a terrible person, Maggie. When I returned from my business trip, Yana sent me several

photos of you and Jeffry. Without giving it much thought, I jumped to the conclusion that you were

having an affair. Instead of explaining, you broke up with me.

Only yesterday did I learn that you believed I had been intimate with Yana. How could I ever do

something like that? The truth is, Yana planned everything. Please, listen to this first.”

Sanford turned on his phone and played a recording.

It was a conversation he had with Jeffry the previous night.

Maggie Listened intently, her anger growing.

“Yana, how could she be so shameless? Why would she do this to me?”

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Despite being cousins, Yana had treated her like an enemy since childhood.

What did she gain from all of this?

“Maggie, please calm down. I’ve sent someone to bring her here. If you have anything to say, let’s

confront her face to face,” Sanford proposed.

Maggie looked at him, her eyes reddened.

“She told me you slept with her, yet you deny it,” she said.

Sanford felt an overwhelming sense of injustice. “Maggie, I swear on my life that if I had slept with her, I

would have been struck by a car and killed the moment I stepped out. And if I ever have a son in the

future—”

“Enough,” Maggie interrupted, quickly placing her hand over his mouth to prevent him from swearing.