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My Bossy CEO Husband by Symon Diller

Chapter 164
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Chapter: 164

Arya was exasperated. This wasn’t supposed to be the plan.

More importantly, where was Rosalynn?

While Arya was fuming in anger in the lounge, Rosalynn followed Alice to the storage room where the

guests’ valuables were stored.

She found a suspicious-looking bottle in Arya’s purse. As she opened and smelled its content, a cold

smile appeared on her face.

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Now, she learned that Arya was the one behind this whole incident. If she liked to play dirty and hurt

others, then Rosalynn would gladly return the favor.

She then took out two pills from the bottle and thanked Alice. Afterward, she decided to go back to her

room to rest for a while.

Walking in the manor, she smelled the sweet fragrance of the flowers around and started thinking about

what she should do next.

However, an unknown figure suddenly jumped out of the bushes and rushed toward her.

Rosalynn was stunned, and in reflex, she kicked the person hard.

Receiving such a hard kick straight to the chest, the man grunted and rolled on the ground before

finally stopped moving.

Who was this guy?

Also, did she kick too harshly that he lost consciousness?

With a slight frown, Rosalynn walked to the man vigilantly.

The man still lay motionless on the ground.

Eventually, Rosalynn squatted down and took a careful look at the man, and found that he was in a

total mess. She reached out her hand and grabbed his wrist to feel his pulse.

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Based on her experience, this man must have been hurt by a knife or something sharp.

Rosalynn kind of regretted kicking the man so hard since it only made his condition worse.

While she was still thinking what she could do for him, the man suddenly regained consciousness and

clung onto her wrist. In a very weak voice, he said, “Help me…”

“Who are you? Is someone chasing after you? Should | call the police?” Rosalyn asked

straightforwardly.

“No. No need to call the police. You almost kicked me to death just now. You have to take responsibility

for this.”

The man gasped and fainted again.

Rosalynn could just scoff.