My Bossy CEO Husband by Symon Diller

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Selina offered a sly smile before seeking out Kyson, needing him to arrange a meeting with Lyndon.

Meanwhile, a figure in a long dress vanished behind a column, Leaving a chill in the air.

On the other side, Selina approached Kyson.

“Selina, is everything alright?” Kyson inquired, his concern evident.

Selina massaged her forehead, murmuring, “The dizziness hasn’t left me. Would you mind walking with

me to the third-floor lounge for a break?”

“Of course,” Kyson agreed promptly, not overthinking it.

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The third floor boasted lounges for guests seeking a brief respite.

He walked with her to one of the Lounges. Observing Selina’s soft features, Kyson recalled Lyndon’s

words. His lips parted to speak.

“Selina, you…”

He meant to question if she intended to trouble Rosalynn by requesting her to accompany her on the

piano.

Yet, he paused, saying nothing.

It was finished. He’d best avoid dwelling on it.

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“Kyson, what were you about to say?”

Selina noticed Kyson’s unfinished thought.

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Kyson diverted, “I wondered if you’d like me to call a doctor?”

“No need, thank you.”

Seated, Selina faced Kyson and inquired, “Kyson, tell me, did your parents take offense because I

asked Rosalynn to play the piano?”

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Kyson was taken aback by her question.

After a pause, he admitted, “Dad and Mom held their peace, but…”

“But what?”

“Lyndon suggested you were making a mockery of Rosalynn deliberately.”

At this, Selina exhaled a weary sigh and smiled ruefully.

“Do you think that of me too? My aim was merely to show your parents that Rosalynn and I could be

cordial. I never anticipated being so misunderstood. It seems Lyndon harbors a significant misjudgment

of me now.”

Kyson remained silent, standing off to the side.

Selina’s gaze lingered on him.

“Kyson, would you please fetch Lyndon? I’d like a word with him to clarify this misunderstanding.”

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