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.”

of timidity. She clutched the folder

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

if you were asked to wear an unbranded, even obscure,

held the folder even tighter, biting her lip and looking

to the folder in the girl’s embrace, seemingly grasping

believe we all like to wear beautiful, fitting clothes. As for the brand… I believe beauty is a brand. So, as

her, evidently not expecting such a comment from

Chloe’s office. “Ms. Summers is waiting for you inside, go on in.”

a deep breath, and knocked on the office door. Chloe, seated in her chair, turned her head with a

in her hand on the table, closed the open folder, and

you here for?”

at the doorway,

glance, then slowly rose from her chair. She placed her phone in her purse. “If you

Chloe heading towards the coat rack, Katie quickly stepped forward. “Ms. Summers, I… I’d like to participate in Fashion

Chloe paused, “You?”

I’ve been working on around the clock. They’re all

from her. She scrutinized the drafts. Each artist’s name was scribbled at

design touches, the distinctive styles of Jeanette and the other artists

slightly. “Didn’t expect you to have such a keen eye for others’ outfits given

they’re all so beautiful…”

face as she handed the

thought of a name for your designs?”

“Huh?”

looked at her.

began to