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My Bossy CEO Husband by Symon Diller

Chapter 948
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Chapter: 948

Rosalynn struggled to process this news.

Was Barlow the villain in Kennedi’s story?

Taking a deep breath to steady herself, Rosalynn voiced her thoughts.

“As far as I’ve observed, she approached Karina. But if she’s seeking revenge on you, why approach

Karina?”

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A sudden realization hit her. “The Last time you were in the hospital, I also saw Kennedi. Karina was

with you then. Did Kennedi mistake Karina for your girlfriend and approach her intentionally?”

A reflective silence unfurled, finally fractured by Barlow’s admission.

“No, that’s not it. Kennedi probably approached Karina because she considers her more approachable

than you.”

Rosalynn was surprised.

More approachable than her?

“So, you’re implying Kennedi perceives me as a rival in love and assumes you’re courting me?”

No wonder there was something strange with the way Kennedi looked at her the other night.

So that was the reason.

“Isn’t it? I am indeed courting you.” Barlow’s teasing grin resurfaced.

Rosalynn stared at him intently. “You’re not pursuing me at all. Who are you, really, Barlow?”

She had seen glimpses of the enigmatic Layers hidden beneath his boyish charm. There was more to

him than met the eye.

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“I’m just an ordinary man.” His answer, as cryptic as ever, only heightened her curiosity further.

Taking a direct shot, Rosalynn demanded, “Kennedi claimed you deliberately approached her, causing

her family’s downfall. Is that true?”

Barlow’s grip on the wine glass tightened, his knuckles whitening.

After a moment’s pause, he replied, “Kennedi’s father committed crimes.

Her family would’ve faced ruin even without my interference.”

A light bulb flickered on in Rosalynn’s mind. “Are you a police officer?”

Hutton had once confided that his investigations into Barlow curiously uncovered no past, which left her

grappling with more questions than answers.