My Bossy CEO Husband

She couldn’t deny that Rosalynn was observant.
Valeria’s opinion of her began to shift.
Feeling some discomfort in her throat, Valeria looked at her assistant.
Understanding her need, the assistant handed her a throat lozenge.
“Wait a moment,” Valeria said, unwrapping the lozenge. “I’ve also invited someone from another design firm. I’ll share my
thoughts with both you and him when he arrives.”
“Of course,” Rosalynn agreed, curious about which company Valeria had chosen.
Soon, the doorbell rang.
As the assistant opened the door, a man entered the room.
Rosalynn was surprised upon seeing him.
Asher?
He was one of the three designers recently fired from S.W. studio.
Which company had he joined?
Asher’s eyes met Rosalynn’s.
His smile vanished, replaced by an icy glare.
Maintaining an air of indifference, Rosalynn remained seated.
“Miss Moran, I’m Asher Boyd from Moreno Decoration.”
Asher introduced himself, handing Valeria his business card.
So, he had joined Harlan’s company. Rosalynn mused, her gaze cast downward.

“Now, I’LL explain my ideas, and you can both create a sketch. You can coordinate with my assistant afterward,” Valeria told
Rosalynn and Asher.
The pair listened intently.
As Valeria concluded, she asked, “Do you understand?” ibsolutely,” Asher replied, presenting his design draft to Valeria.
“Are these designs close to the style you want?”