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My Bossy CEO Husband by Symon Diller

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Chapter: 1414

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But when she thought about what Barlow was doing, she hesitated.

Would revealing this to Brian jeopardize Barlow’s plan?

Moreover, would Brian even believe her?

Biting her lip, Rosalynn took a moment to organize her thoughts and then sent a message to Hutton.

“Send these photos to Jenifer anonymously.”

Jenifer was the woman who had helped Aldrich set up their meeting with Barlow at the club last time.

Rosalynn had asked Hutton to investigate whether they were dating.

Women could be quite competitive, especially when it came to romantic rivals.

Rosalynn wanted Jenifer to know that Selina was close to Aldrich.

If Jenifer cared enough, she would surely create a scene, and Brian would learn about Selina’s

relationship with Aldrich without her direct involvement.

Thinking of Brian, Rosalynn couldn’t help but feel a pang of pain in her heart.

An entire day had passed, and there was still no news from him.

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Their relationship seemed to have regressed to what it was two years ago.

It was back to being distant and cold.

Meanwhile, at Royarid Club, Sanford sat comfortably on a leather sofa, dressed in a well-tailored black

shirt and suit pants.

He held a wine glass in his hand, his handsome face appearing as if it were veiled in ice under the

club’s soft lighting.

His phone interrupted his thoughts, and when he glanced at it, his expression softened.

“Hello, Maggie.”

“Sanford, what are you doing right now?”

“I’m meeting with a client. What’s going on?”

“Nothing much. Just make sure not to drink too much. I’ll prepare a delicious meal for you tonight.”

Maggie’s soft voice flowed through the phone, bringing warmth to Sanford’s heart.