My Bossy CEO Husband by Symon Diller

Chapter 690

Chapter: 690

Everyone in the room greeted him.

His sharp eyes surveyed the surroundings, absorbing every detail before briefly pausing on Millie’s

face. Then, he looked away and sat next to Sanford.

Sanford poured Brian a drink and chuckled. “Are you free today? Did you come here to drink with me

because you know I’m in a foul mood? You truly are a good friend.”

Brian remained silent, accepting the wine glass and taking a sip.

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Norwood, who accompanied him, Laughed and answered, “Sanford, don’t flatter yourself. Brian is in a

bad mood because Rosalynn is taking care of Barlow in the hospital.”

Sanford froze, his wine glass suspended mid-air.

“What happened to Barlow? Why did Rosalynn take care of him?”

Brian’s handsome face turned somber. His eyes locked on the glass before him as his silence spoke

volumes.

Sanford, knowing Brian all too well, sensed his friend’s agitation. If circumstances were different, he

would have offered words of comfort.

“Seems like we both have our fair share of troublesome women,” he mused, infusing his voice with

understanding.

Hearing this, Brian Looked at him.

“why is Millie here? Have you made up with her?”

Sanford clinked his glass with Norwood’s, a casual smirk playing on his lips. “Well, my parents are

pushing for a wedding. If all goes according to plan, I’ll be marrying her. After all, in the dark, all women

look the same.”

He did not want to waste time on this kind of thing.

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Brian narrowed his eyes, his gaze piercing as he scrutinized Sanford.

“What happened between you and Maggie? Did she date two men simultaneously?”

Sanford took a sip of his wine, his focus fixed on the translucent Liquid within the glass.

“She got involved with another man while I was away on a business trip.

I even begin to doubt if I’ve lost my charm.”

Brian’s expression turned pensive as he pondered the situation. “Maggie doesn’t strike me as the type

to engage in casual flings. Could there be a misunderstanding?”

Sanford’s face contorted into a sneer, unable to conceal his disdain at Brian’s insinuation. “Maggie

went as far as secretly investigating my whereabouts. Probably to ensure I wouldn’t stumble upon the

fact that she had been cozying up to another man.”

He took a deliberate sip of his wine, a mixture of ridicule and anger flashing in his eyes.