“No, you must." Rosalynn served him another spoonful of soup.

Frowning at the mushrooms, Brian protested, “They don't taste good.”

“But they are nutritious."

"I don't want them."

“Do you love me?"

“What?" Brian looked up, taken aback.

“If you love me, you'll do as I say. Eat the mushrooms,” Rosalynn said, grinning.

She was bent on molding him to her Liking.

She was determined to tame this domineering CEO!

Amused and somewhat helpless, Brian didn't object and ate the mushrooms.

Selina, who had yet to leave, watched this unfold, her nails digging into her skin.

She had grossly underestimated Rosalynn.

This woman was far from stupid. She was an expert in manipulation.

“Really, Rosalynn, you're being too bossy. My brother doesn't Like mushrooms. Why insist he eat them?" Deanna finally spoke up, unable to hide her frustration.

Turning to Brian, Rosalynn flashed a mischievous smile.

“Dear, don't you like mushrooms?"

Brian swallowed the mushroom he had been chewing and arched an eyebrow.

“What do you think?"

Did she even need to ask?

“But I enjoy mushrooms, so you should share in my Likes."

Brian gave a small smile and took another mushroom into his mouth.

A silent declaration of his love, it seemed.