My Bossy CEO Husband

Chapter 1621

Brendan advanced rapidly, his breathing erratic, and was met with a chorus of greetings.

Brendan gave an absent nod, his eyes riveted on Rosalynn’s visage, excitement and incredulity etched across his face. Could she really be the daughter he believed to be dead years ago?

It struck him why she seemed so familiar the first time they met; she bore a striking resemblance to his wife in her youth. “Brendan, Rosa is indeed our daughter,” Gail announced through teary eyes as her husband walked through the door. Embracing her, Brendan's gaze remained locked on Rosalyn.

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“Rosa, my child.”

Rosalynn’s lips quivered as she uttered, “Dad.”

“Such a good girl,” Brendan responded, his head bobbing in acknowledgment.

He enveloped her in his arms, his usually stoic eyes brimming with tears.

It was yet another moment of reunion.

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Selina’s lips trembled as she glanced towards Beal.

Catching her worried gaze, Beal understood her silent plea.

He gave a subtle nod and a reassuring look.

He had orchestrated everything for his daughter’s sake and would not let her be ensnared by his actions.

After a short while, Brendan released Rosalynn and faced Beal.

“Beal, did you truly take my daughter away?”

Beal appeared remorseful as he confessed, “I am sorry. In a moment of weakness, | made a grave mistake. I’m really sorry. Brendan’s face contorted with disappointment and anger. “Why? Why would you do that?”

“When Rosalynn was in the accident, my heart too was heavy with sorrow. | believed she was gone, never did | imagine she would survive. | wanted to come clean to you and Mrs. Moreno at that time, but Mrs. Moreno was so distraught, | feared the worst. What if Rosalynn did not make it after all? The grief would have crushed Mrs. Moreno even further. | chose to seek a

doctor in secret to treat Rosalynn, hoping to reveal the truth once she was out of danger. But...”

Beal's voice trailed off, weighed down by his guilt.

“But what?” Brendan’s voice was heavy with anger.