CEO’s Surrender With You I Can Never Win novel Chapter 224

Chapter 224

Finley looked down at Tessa and said, “Yes, you are right. I did it on purpose. Go and complain to your grandfather, kid.”

“What did you call me? You are a kid, and all the members of your family are kids.” Tessa was irritated by Finley again.

Finley shrugged and said, “My family included Bryan. I’ll tell him later that you called him a kid.”

“You…”

Finley went upstairs arrogantly and left Tessa behind.

Tessa held the guardrail and gritted her teeth.

She took out her phone and sent a message to Bryan. “Bryan, I don’t know whether I should tell you this.”

Bryan, who was writing emails to his client, got the message from Tessa and sent out a question mark as his reply.

Tessa was disappointed.

I had lived under the same roof with Bryan for years.

However, he didn’t care about me. He felt troublesome to type his response.

“I saw Finley happily chat with Connor in the backyard. Connor gifted her Mystery Starlist, which isn’t

on sale yet. I once asked Connor for one bottle, but he refused.”

Obviously, Tessa tried to drive a wedge between the couple.

She did so.

She would expose the evil Finley at all costs.

Bryan read the message.

Right then, the door was pushed open, and Finley came into the room with a bottle of Mystery Starlist in her hand.

Putting down the phone, Bryan asked with a sullen face, “Where did you go?”

Finley walked over with the perfume and said, “I took a walk in the backyard and ran into Connor. He gave me this perfume. How generous he is! I love his perfume brands.”

This candor infuriated Bryan.

Did she love gifts from others so much?

Otherwise, things would get worse.

Bryan sat on the sofa and stared at Mystery Starlit… with anger.

Finley came out of the bathroom after the shower.

Mystery Starlit she had left on the table was gone.

There were a lot of world-classic perfumes on the table.

Love of Light-year, Flowers Bloom, Queen… Was I in a dream?

These perfumes were exclusive in the world.

People wanted to collect them. Finley felt it a rare chance to smell the fragrance of these perfumes, which would improve her skills in perfuming.

Finley held the perfumes in her hands and was overjoyed.

“These… can’t be fake, can they?” If so, I would make a fool of my face with this happy face.

Bryan turned cold. “You tell me.”