CEO’s Surrender With You I Can Never Win
Chapter 181

Chapter 181

Finley held the cheque, smiled happily, and shook her head. "No. My husband gave me 20 million. I don't need any jobs. I would like to have some fun now.

After that, Finley put the cheque into her pocket carefully. Then, she lay back on the sofa and continued to play with her mobile phone.

Bryan returned to his seat and dealt with the documents he should have read this morning.

He sat straight with a fine pen in his hand, lowered his head, and looked cool.

He was serious about his work and did his job with ease.

His impeccable facial features were charming.

Finley took out her mobile phone, aimed the camera at Bryan from behind the sofa, and took a few pictures.

Bryan had no competitors, even in showbiz where full of handsome men.

Finley scrutinized those photos. Soon, she felt sleepy, put down her mobile phone, and went to sleep,

Bryan finished his urgent jobs.

He looked at the sofa.

Finley, dressed up like a boy, curled up and fell asleep on the sofa.

Bryan put down his pen and looked down at the little girl.

Finley was as quiet as a porcelain doll in her sleep. Her eyelashes were long and curved, and the light from the window left a faint shadow on her face. Her lips were slightly swollen, red, and delicate.

Damn it.

This woman was like a demon. Although Finley was dressed up like a boy, Bryan still felt horny.

Bryan pulled the tie around his neck, leaned over, picked Finley up from the sofa, and walked to the lounge.

Inside the lounge, there was a bedroom.

There was a large bed and a wardrobe with shirts and suits Bryan needed for work.

Bryan left Finley on the bed, tucked her in, and got up to leave.

His neck was hooked by two small hands suddenly. Bryan was pulled to the bed and fell toward Finley. How intimate!

Bryan was close to the soft body of Finley, and a terrific feeling surged up in his body.

Bryan looked at the beautiful face close to him, and his Adam's apple rolled restlessly. He carefully

brushed the messy bangs for Finley with his fingers.

Thank goodness there were no outsiders!

Bryan felt for a boy.

Whoever saw this scene would believe so.

The soft body in his arms tempted Bryan.

Bryan slowly touched the cheeks of Finley.

Then, he pressed his thin and cold lips against hers.

"Gates... You're still alive, aren't you? Come back, I miss you so much..."

Finley seemed to be in a dream again. She frowned, and beads of sweat appeared on her forehead, This murmur was like a blow to Bryan.

The coldness that burst out of his eyes spread around the whole room.

Gates?

Who was he?

I missed you so much.

Her ex-boyfriend?

Chaim, Gates? Did she dress up as a boy for this man?

Damn it.

Bryan cursed in a low voice and moved away from Finley without hesitation. There came a bang.

The door of the lounge was slammed shut.

Finley felt poked on the forehead in the dream. She screamed in pain and sat up from the bed.

Beads of sweat dripped down from her temples.

Finley opened her eyes and looked around.

Fortunately, it was just a dream.

However, why did she feel a strong atmosphere of danger just now? How frightful!

After a while, Finley got off the bed and opened the door of the lounge.

Bryan was still working in front of his desk like a robot.

Finley walked over and supported herself with both hands on the desk. "I fell asleep. Did you carry me into the lounge?"

"Harry, send this annoying woman back to the mansion," Bryan ordered in a cold voice.