The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride

Chapter 839

He was still wearing the same suit he wore to work. This actually didn’t quite fit the image of a gentleman, but it didn’t diminish the aura of nobility that radiated off him

His handsome features seemed to have been crafted by divine hands, his gaze calm and serene like water. He came off as detached and uninterested, yet radiated a chilling sharpness

He strolled in with a poker face His gaze, his stride, even the slight sway of his hair. all these insignificant gestures exuded a deadly domineering charm

His natural aura of authority and lethal allure made one both long for and fear his proximity

“Who’s that guy ”

“That’s Damon!”

“Oh boy tonight’s worth it. I’ve attended countless socialite gatherings, but tonight’s the real deal!”

“But is he really here for the party? Seems like he’s putting everyone at arm’s length.. tough nut to crack.”

“Don’t worry everyone here is either a gentleman or a socialite, he’s gotta play by the rules, right?”

The socialites all nodded in agreement. After spending a significant amount of time in high society, they had deeply understood the importance of courtesy. There were too many rules, interests, and etiquette to consider. Even when rejecting someone, one shouldn’t make them feel awkward

They exchanged glances, lifted their chins, swayed their bodies, and confidently strolled towards Damon.

As Damon looked at the women slowly approaching, he slightly furrowed his brows.

you Mr Harper? A woman held out a glass of red wine, the

fleeting glance

“Hmm”

response sent ripples of excitement through the socialite. She hurriedly fetched a

said, lifting his

the socialites began to feel anxious. Was he planning to leave already?! But he’d just arrived.

“Mr Harper

“Mr. Harper…”

forward, trying to

and impressive family background made him the dreamboat every socialite wanted

putting their best foot forward, a sharp voice cut through the air. “Move.”

this voice made everyone frown. Upon seeing the newcomer, they rolled their

was Paolo Alonso’s darling daughter,

aunt was married into the Harper family, so she wasn’t someone to be casually offended.

of Damon. “Mr. Harper,

their best efforts, they couldn’t gain even a single extra second of Mr. Harper’s favor. This Phoebe, looking so tacky yet receiving such

then, Damon spoke up. “Who are you?”

smile gradually froze.

couldn’t help

“Awkward fail,”

Alonso’s darling would win

give her a

could say anything, a woman approached and hooked arms with

is Phoebe, from the Alonso family. She’s

her task today was to watch over her brother tonight.