CEO’s Surrender: With You, I Can Never Win

CEO’s Surrender With You I Can Never Win Chapter 180

“Thank you!” Finley gritted her teeth and rolled her eyes at Bryan.

Harry came to the office with lunch.

The lunch was sumptuous. There were porridge, delicious dishes, and desserts.

The couple sat opposite each other. Bryan lowered his head and ate slowly.

His table manners were elegant.

However, Finley was different. Before the delicious food, she forgot herself.

Finley didn’t try any vegetables but eat up that plate of delicious meat.

When Finley stretched for the last piece of meat, Brayan got it beforehand.

Finley was unwilling to give up. She said, “Give me, please. Don’t you think I’m too thin?”

She blinked at Bryan and gave him puppy eyes.

Bryan squinted at Finley. “Are you blaming me for starving you?”

“Aren’t you if you don’t give me that meat? Did you think that I was skinny when you carried me?” Finley darted a loving gaze toward Bryan.

Bryan was softened up little by little.

He didn’t want the meat at all. He just wanted Finley to eat some vegetables.

One could stay healthy with balanced nutrition.

“If

you want the meat, I can give it to you.” Finley suddenly got up, bent over, and pecked Bryan on the lips from the other side of the table.

Bryan was caught off guard. He stood petrified.

Harry, who was there, refused this public display of affection by covering his face.

No lovers were innocent when the bachelors died.

Harry had a sense of crisis that he would be tortured to death by the love of the Turner couple.

When Bryan was petrified, Finley quickly sat down and took his meat into her mouth.

Her move was fast.

Only then did Bryan realize that this woman had set him up again.

This woman had schemed against him for one piece of meat!

Screw her!

After lunch, Finley rubbed her round belly, lay down on the sofa, and played with her mobile phone.

There were new tasks from Doctors’ Alliance.

The pay reached 10 million.

The patient was a man in his 50s.

Finley was tempted by this sound pay.

Bryan put down his fork and knife. Harry did the cleaning.

“Hubby.”

Bryan paused for a moment and asked, “What’s wrong?”

“A 50-year-old man needs my help and offers 10 million as the pay in the Doctors’ Alliance. Can I take this job?” Out of respect, Finley asked for Bryan’s opinion.

Because of Roy, the couple had a dispute last time.

Bryan glared at Finley, turned around, and wrote 20 million on a cheque.

Then, the cheque fell from the sky and landed on Finley’s head.

Finley took off the cheque and counted the zero on it.

“Ahem… so many zeros. What do you want?” Finley pretended to be confused. This belongs to NôvelDrama.Org - ©.

“Isn’t that enough? Do you still want the job?” Bryan fixed his eyes on Finley coldly.