My Bossy CEO Husband by Symon Diller

Chapter 1500

These simple words caused Rosalynn’s fingers to ease slightly.

He probably had overheard the conversation.

What was his next move?

Positioning himself beside Rosalynn, Brian faced the panel, his stature commanding as he leaned in

slightly.

“Ladies and gentlemen, allow me to address Mr. Morgan’s inquiry on Rosalynn’s behalf. To begin, my

decision to take over S.W. Studio was informed by my knowledge of Rosalynn’s true identity as Rose.

More than just Rose, Rosalynn is a key partner at $.W. Studio who chooses the humble life of an intern

over ostentation. Is her discretion truly a point of criticism for Mr. Morgan? Not everyone craves the

spotlight,” he stated, his resonant voice edged with coolness, his gaze piercingly fixed on Ballard, who

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shifted uncomfortably under the scrutiny.

Brian’s presence commanded the room like a sovereign.

He went on, “Additionally, the allegation of Rosalynn’s ‘ambiguous ties with her boss and the claim that

she caused the dismissal of three adept designers are baseless. Her anonymity allows her to observe

her surroundings with clarity. Shouldn’t those who compromise the firm’s interests be dismissed? And

as a co-founder, does she not hold that authority?”

Ballard was left floundering, unable to counter such a vehement challenge.

Maggie lifted her gaze to the imposing figure of Brian, her hands coming together in a quiet clap.

This man really exuded a captivating allure as he staunchly defended his wife.

It appeared nothing like the actions of a man who had divorced his wife.

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“And lastly, the accusation that Rosalynn and I were intimately involved? Yes, that’s true. We have slept

together!” Brian declared, his admission rippling through the crowd.

His candidness was startling.

This was not the defense of Rosalynn’s reputation they had expected.

Rather, it seemed Brian was deliberately tarnishing it further.

Rosalynn couldn’t resist lifting her gaze to him, curious about his intentions.

Ballard scoffed, “So my suspicions were correct, Rosalynn is…”

“Shut up! We slept together because she’s named on my marriage certificate as my other half! Don’t

you sleep with your wife? How else did you get your daughter?” Brian’s voice was thick with anger.

Ballard’s expression shifted noticeably at Brian’s biting words, not because of the taunt, but because of

what Brian had revealed at the start.

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He and Rosalynn… were married?

“Mr. Hughes, are you saying that Rosalynn is actually your wife?” someone sought further confirmation.

Brian glanced at Rosalynn, who was seated demurely, and reached to lift her up.

His large, veined hand clasped her slim, delicate one.

“Indeed, we’ve been married for two years. A misunderstanding caused me to overlook that she was

my wife. It wasn’t until our recent reunion that I recognized her as such. But my wife prefers to keep a

low profile, choosing not to disclose our relationship publicly, which led to this confusion. Why would a

woman of her integrity feel the need to influence judges with bribes?”

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