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My Bossy CEO Husband by Symon Diller

Chapter 783
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Chapter: 783

Her eyes instinctively darted to Sanford, only to find that he was still on his phone. He hadn’t even

raised his head.

She pressed her lips together and bent over to light Monroe’s cigarette.

Monroe took a drag there and then, and blew a puff of smoke at Maggie before she could step back.

She choked on the smoke and coughed, scrambling away from the man.

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“Ouch!” Camila shouted in an exaggerated voice. “You stepped on my foot!”

Maggie whirled around, still coughing, and apologized.

“You’re so useless! Since you dirtied my girlfriend’s shoes, make sure to clean them for her!” Monroe

spoke up again.

How familiar the scene was!

It hadn’t been that long since Millie had orchestrated something similar to make trouble for her.

Maggie’s hands balled into fists. She turned to look straight at Millie, who shot her a smug smirk.

Maggie’s eyes found Sanford again.

He still refused to look at her. In fact, he acted Like nothing was going on around him.

She felt a pang in her heart.

What was she expecting?

How could she count on someone who had abandoned her?

For all she knew, it might have been Sanford who had told these awful people to treat her like this.

Maggie swallowed her bitterness and squared her shoulders.

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“It seems that you haven’t Learned anything from our Last encounter. I may be working as a waitress,

but I won’t debase myself to apologize to customers who stir up trouble on purpose. You might as well

have me tired.”

Camila scoffed in outrage. “Why are you so arrogant, huh? All you ever know is to tell us to get you

fired. Do you really think we won’t do that?”

She turned to Look at Millie.

A silent message passed between them, then Millie leaned on Sanford’s shoulder and hooked her arm

with his. She shook it and whined Like a spoiled child. “Sanford, I don’t like her. I want to fire her.”

Sanford finally stopped playing with his phone, though he still sported that same nonchalant

expression.