My Bossy CEO Husband

They both understood the cue and followed Hugh, making their way across the dimly lit warehouse to sit opposite Arthur.

“Mr.

Nixon, I’m Sanford Robles, and beside me is Rosalynn Hughes,” Sanford introduced with a clear, confident voice.

Arthur’s scrutinizing gaze lingered on Sanford briefly before settling intently on Rosalynn.

“You are Mrs.

Hughes?” he inquired.

“Yes, I’m Rosalynn Hughes, the wife of the CEO of the Hughes Group,”

Rosalynn responded with a poised smile.

Arthur’s expression suddenly turned sharp, his hand slamming down on the table with force.

“Are you trying to deceive me? How can someone who is unattractive like you be the wife of the CEO of the Hughes Group?” Arthur hissed.

Rosalynn, composed despite the scrutiny, adjusted her glasses and replied, “Mr.

Nixon, there’s no deceit here.

I am indeed the wife of the CEO of the Hughes Group.This is property © of NôvelDrama.Org.

I developed numerous pimples on my face due to a reaction from traveling, but it’s nothing serious.

”

Arthur narrowed his eyes, scrutinizing Rosalynn as if trying to peel back the layers of her assertion.

A N G E L A ‘s L I B R A R Y

Sanford intervened, his voice steady, “Mr.

Nixon, as Hugh’s friend, I vouch for Mrs.

Hughes’ identity.

We’re aware of the respect your territory commands.

It would be unwise and disrespectful to deceive you.

”

Arthur’s gaze shifted between Rosalynn and Sanford, his expression softening from suspicion to mere dissatisfaction.

Rosalynn’s changed appearance seemed to have dimmed his expectations.

He completely lost interest in her.

Rosalynn continued, “Mr.

Nixon, I assume you’re already aware of why we’re here.

My husband is in dire need of assistance, and I believe you can help.

Please, let us know your terms.

”

Arthur’s demeanor shifted to one of calculated detachment.

He leaned back, eyeing them both before replying, “You wish to collaborate with me, huh? What’s in it for me?”

Rosalynn responded firmly, “We’re prepared to meet any of your reasonable demands, provided they adhere to the law.

”

Arthur scoffed, seemingly unimpressed by her offer.

“Vague promises do not interest me.

”

Rosalynn, undeterred, pressed further, “We’re ready to demonstrate our commitment.

”

Arthur’s eyes narrowed slightly as he assessed her resolve.

“Very well,” he said slowly, “but first, demonstrate your sincerity.

”

Rosalynn’s brow furrowed in confusion.

“What form of sincerity are you looking for?”

Arthur snapped his fingers at his subordinate.

He ordered, “Fetch my special reserve wine.

”

“Right away.

”