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My Bossy CEO Husband by Symon Diller

Chapter 2052
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Chapter 2052 Betsy could have chosen to get cosmetic surgery to resemble anyone.

So why did she chose to look so much like her? "When the doctor asked how I wanted to look, I couldn't really put it into words.

I just wanted to look less, you know, terrible.

So the doctor crafted my appearance to match my bone structure.

Her words sounded sincere, yet Rosalynn couldn't shake the feeling of doubt creeping in.

Was it all just a coincidence, or was there more to it? Maintaining a casual tone, Rosalynn asked, “Miss Ruiz, how long have you been with the Hughes Group?" "Since I graduated," Betsy replied, matter-of-factly.

"I started off at one of their branches.

But after the accident, they movedto headquarters.

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Rosalynn nodded.

"I see.

It must be because of your exceptional work that they brought you to headquarters.

Betsy's eyes briefly flickered, and she simply smiled, remaining silent.

"What branch were you at before?" Rosalynn asked.

"The branch in Jeyrith City," Betsy replied.

Rosalynn noticed Betsy's calm demeanor, her composure unwavering.

Rosalynn nodded.

"You were injured because of my husband, and I genuinely appreciate you.

Take care of yourself.

If you need anything, just reach out.

I'll do my best to help you.

" Betsy's smile was warm.

"Thank you, Mrs.

Hughes.

" Returning the smile, Rosalynn turned to Brian, placing her hand on his arm.

"Anything else you want to say, honey?" "Nah," Brian replied simply.

"Then let's go," Rosalynn said, her voice firm as she led the way.

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"Okay," Brian muttered, his smile gentle as he acknowledged Betsy before leaving the ward alongside Rosalynn.

As Betsy watched them leave, she scowled, feeling a urge to smash the e soup bowl. Rosalynn's visit wasn't about offering solace this time.

It was just a clear statement of her status as Brian's wife.

Betsy had no choice but to greet her with a forced smile, the similarity between their faces à constant En.

source of irritation. Inwardly, her disdain for Rosalynn was unmistakable.

Outside, Rosalynn and Brian got into the waiting car.

"Brian, who's in charge at the Jeyrith branch?"

Brian glanced at Edwin, who sat behind the wheel, seeking an answer. Edwin replied, "Mrs.

Hughes, Dewey Fuller's the branch's general manager.