The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride

Chapter 1023

Even so, they hesitated for a while before deciding to leave.

Jeanette glanced uneasily at the closed office.

The secretary, about to leave, couldn’t help but chuckle at Jeanette’s expression. “Busy convincing others, yet can’t convince yourself, huh?”

Jeanette shook her head gently. “I trust Ms. Summers’ ability. I’m just wondering… Ms. Summers seems really ticked off today.”

The secretary pondered and nodded with a touch of confusion. “True, she’s not one to smile often, but this level of anger is a first.”

Jeanette’s brow furrowed deeper, eager to know why, but she couldn’t just barge in and ask.

Finally, the secretary clocked out and left. The autumn days were short, and it was pitch dark outside with neon lights aglow, but Chloe’s office remained eerily silent. Jeanette waited by the door for Chloe, growing impatient to check on her.

At 7 PM, Chloe’s expression had turned icy cold. The paperwork was long done, and she just sat in her office chair, Jeanette’s latest single playing in the background.

Just as Jeanette couldn’t help but raise her hand to knock on the door, there came a sudden flurry of footsteps in this otherwise desolate area. The footsteps grew nearer, and she turned her head to find a slender figure panting and running towards her.

Jeanette opened her mo uth, staring at the girl who was running towards her, the prominent red birthmark on her forehead standing out.

Aware that this might have been something others were sensitive about, Jeanette quickly shifted her gaze from the birthmark to the flushed face. A rosy-cheeked, delicate face with cherry lips and a cute nose. Despite the birthmark, it was clear she was a beauty.

“Ms. Randle, is… is Ms. Summers still here?”

Her voice was trembling, her small face anxious as if she was about to burst into tears.

Jeanette quickly stepped aside and said, “She is still here.”

a hint of timidity. She clutched the folder in her

her time with the new stylist, assuming she was his assistant, so she was unsure what she

asked to wear an unbranded, even obscure, gown at a significant public

biting her lip and looking

the conversation was heading, Jeanette’s gaze involuntarily shifted to the folder in the girl’s embrace,

brand… I believe beauty is a brand. So, as

evidently not expecting

towards Chloe’s office. “Ms. Summers is waiting for you inside,

on the office door. Chloe, seated in her chair, turned

Katie, she rested the pen in her hand on the table, closed the open folder, and spoke

are you

hesitating at the

her chair. She placed her phone

coat rack, Katie quickly stepped forward. “Ms. Summers, I… I’d like to participate in

Chloe paused, “You?”

on around the clock. They’re all based on the styles of Ms. Randle and the other artists in

was scribbled at

Jeanette and the other artists were vividly

to have such a keen eye for

they’re all

Chloe’s face as she handed the design drafts back to

of a name

“Huh?”

and looked at her. “Don’t you think it deserves a

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