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My Bossy CEO Husband by Symon Diller

Chapter 1920
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Chapter 1920 Hyatt shot him a side glance and coughed lightly to cover it.

"Carlow, do you know Miss Glyn as well?" Hyatt asked.

Carlow's eyes twinkled with amusement.

"Just met her recently," he replied.

"Perfect! You can ask her directly then, Hyatt said with a pointed look.

"She's the boss of our company.

If she approves, she has the final say.

Carlow glanced at Hyatt and casually picked up his cup.

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"So, Miss Glyn,” he said casually, "care to join us for dinner?" "Thank you, but I have friends waiting for me.

You two go ahead," Karina declined politely.

Turning to Hyatt, she added, "Business isn't my forte, Hyatt.

You handle it.

" Hyatt nodded.

"Alright.

" "Enjoy your meal.

I'll excuse myself first.

"See you around.

" As Karina left the room, Hyatt let out a long sigh.

"You hadworried there," he said.

Carlow chuckled and refilled his cup.

"Con, you're a top intelligence officer.

You've seen the worst.

" Hyatt took a noncommittal sip of his tea.

"You aren't planning to tell her your true identity, are you?" Carlow poured himself smore tea, enjoying a sip.

"It isn't tyet," Hyatt said.

Hyatt stood tall.

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"Carlow, the higher-ups gave you a new ID to blend in.

We'll handle the next jobs, so please just take a step back.

"1 Putting his cup down, Carlow grinned.

"Thank you, but am I not already blending in?" He was the very Barlow who, in the eyes of the world, was supposed to be dead, after all.

After having been rushed to the hospital for emergency treatment, Blair, his handler, had placed his En people there. He had been clinging to life by a thread.

It was sheer luck that he had been snatched back from death's door and saved.

Blair had then decided he needed to vanish completely and he did this by faking his death.

In a secret operation, he was sent abroad, underwent minor facial m adjustments by a surgeon, and was then assigned a new nand identity.