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My Bossy CEO Husband by Symon Diller

Chapter 857
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She still cared about him.

Noticing her own action, Maggie felt a twinge of embarrassment and withdrew her hand.

“But Yana showed me photos of you sleeping with her. You were on a business trip, and the photos

were taken in the hotel you stayed at.”

Initially, she had harbored doubts, but given Sanford’s notorious reputation and the apparent

authenticity of the photos, she had been swayed.

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Sanford couldn’t help but feel a profound sense of injustice.

“I don’t know what photos Yana sent you. However, during my business trip, I did humiliate her in the

hotel as a means of seeking vengeance on your behalf. The hotel security can vouch for me.

If you don’t believe me, I can take you to that hotel right away and verify it,” Sanford offered eagerly.

Now it was his turn to exhibit excitement.

Brian placed a comforting hand on Sanford’s shoulder and interjected, “I believe it’s all a

misunderstanding. Since Yana orchestrated this entire plan, she Likely fabricated fake photos to

deceive Maggie.”

Sanford nodded fervently, reinforcing Brian’s statement. “That’s right, Maggie. Trust me.”

Maggie remained silent but turned her gaze toward Rosalynn.

Upon hearing Sanford’s explanation, Rosalynn found herself inclined to believe his words.

“Have you both had breakfast? If not, please sit down and have some.”

“That would be great,” Brian replied with a smile, promptly taking a seat.

“The table is empty. Please go to the kitchen and get some food,”

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Rosalynn instructed, glancing at Brian.

Raising an eyebrow, Brian proceeded to the kitchen, feeling inexplicably content with being given such

an order.

It was as if Rosalynn, acting as a wife, was instructing her husband to entertain their guests.

“Sanford, how exactly did you humiliate Yana?” Rosalynn inquired, wiping her mouth with a tissue after

nearly spewing out her milk.

Sanford glanced at Maggie and cleared his throat. “I offered the hotel security twenty thousand dollars

to remove Yana’s clothes.”

Rosalynn almost choked on her milk.