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

CEO’s Surrender With You I Can Never Win Chapter 80

Finley immediately stopped Allision and snatched the knife from her hand. “Allison, come on!”

“I’m so angry.” Allison sat back on the sofa after losing her knife. She puffed out her cheeks and said, “How can there be such a family? How horrible they are!”

“I’m different from before. I dare them to provoke me now.” Finley raised her head with a sharp light

in her eyes.

“I don’t pay much attention to others, but I feel sorry for you, Finley. Rita is your elder sister, isn’t she? She works in my company, and her career doesn’t seem promising. She has hooked up with some director and got a role in several shows. I will tell my mom to prevent these shows from appearing on TV and online. I will always side with my friends. I won’t forgive whoever is bad to my friends.” Allison was a warm and righteous chatterer. Finley considered this friend a windfall.

Allison didn’t find some clothes for Finley to take a shower till their chat was over.

In the bathroom, Finley looked at herself in the mirror. She was beautiful without that ugly birthmark on her face.

Finley pulled open the door and walked out of the bathroom.

Sitting on the bed, Allison was watching the live broadcast of games with a tablet. She heard the footsteps and looked up.

“Who are you?” Allison was surprised to see a strange woman in her room and instantly straightened herself on the bed. Her move was so violent and abrupt that Allison fell to the ground and got hurt in

the butt.

Finley wore a white nightdress with disheveled hair. Her face was different.

Finley wanted to be candid to Allison though it might frighten this new friend.

“Me, Finley,” Finley explained with a smile. “Are you okay?”

Finley walked over and helped Allison up. NôvelDrama.Org holds text © rights.

“You… you are Finley?! Your face…”

“That birthmark is part of my makeup.”

“What the f*ck!” Allison felt that it was amazing day today.

Finley was the magician.

How could there be such a precious girl like Finley in the world? She looked composed, kind, and peaceful but turned out to be a bold, brilliant, and capable beauty.

“Finley, come, accept my respect. You are my new icon.” Allison ran to Finley from the bedside and embraced her around her waist.

Finley was softened. “Not icon. I am a bit crazy!”

“No, you are my icon. You are so beautiful. How can Mr. Turner still be mad at you?”

“Sleep here tonight and tomorrow. Don’t go home, and leave him to live with anxiety.

“I will introduce some handsome guys to you.”

Allison became chatty again.

Finley felt exceptionally warm.

This friend Finley got by chance was kinder than her own sisters.

This was the Turner’s mansion.

Bryan was busy with his work in the study. It was four o’clock in the morning, but Bryan found Finley

still absent.

On his way back to his room to sleep, he asked the maid who was on duty at night, “Is Mrs. Turner

home?”

“Not yet,” The servant replied respectfully.

What had happened in the bar flashed back to Bryan.

Bryan left Finley on the street. Did anything happen to her again?

Bryan took out his phone to call Finley.

He put down his phone after a few seconds of hesitation.

That woman was scheming, so she must be playing tricks again!

Bryan called Kate to the living room on the second floor after deliberation.

Bryan sat on the sofa and lit a cigarette.

Kate stood there and waited. “Mr. Turner, why aren’t you sleeping at such a late hour? Are you worried about Mrs. Turner?”