The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride

Chapter 1049

He swung the door open to the private room, and amidst the chaos, he could still pick out one distinct voice.

He glanced sideways. Cicely was sitting lazily in her chair, facing away from him.

“I’m jobless and broke now. If you guys know of any good gigs, give me a heads up.”

“You’ve been pampered since you were a kid, there ain’t no job that suits you! And besides, you just got out of the slammer. Who’d dare to hire you?”

Cicely was spoiled rotten. Her demeanor and looks were enough to turn anyone green with envy.

In school, she was always one of a kind, full of herself, and didn’t give a damn about anyone. Now that she’d hit a rough patch, there were loads of folks having a good laugh at her expense behind her back..

Everyone had a few drinks tonight, so their tongues were let loose.

The idea of a woman going to prison was mind–boggling to everyone present.

There was an awkward silence that fell over the table.

Yet Cicely seemed unfazed, and nodded thoughtfully, “Hmm…you’re right.”

At this point, one of her classmates tried to break the ice, “Cicely, are you hinting at something? Dewey, this is your thing to handle.”

“Yeah, yeah, Dewey, your time to shine!”

“If Cicely marries Dewey, and becomes the high and mighty wife of his, she’ll be rolling in dough, right? Why bother finding a job?”

Dewey’s expression was a bit frosty, his voice dropping a notch.

“Quit messing around.”

Cicely turned to look at him, then suddenly leaned in close, grinning cheekily.

“Are you disgusted by me?”

eyelids curved slightly forming a crescent shape, as if her eyes

gaze. His expression wavered slightly,

why did you get so pissed just now?”

“I wasn’t…”

up, “Good then.”

Good then…

this some kind of approval, or

that she hoped he would pursue her, even willing to become his wife in

her slender figure, a cold light flickering in his

and headed towards

laughed carefreely, “Seems like my charm is still pretty strong,

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helplessly. He knew it would end

full of

and toast him. Dewey was stuck, and Cicely got up and headed towards the

restroom.

security corridor, the noise from the hall gradually faded. With her departure, all sounds disappeared.

came out of the restroom, washed her hands, then lightly massaged her temples with her cold fingers.

fingers brought some clarity to her muddled mind when they touched her skin. She rested one hand on the washbasin, staring at

very quiet, with only the sound of her

to rinse her hands. She didn’t bother drying them with paper towels or a hand dryer, just lightly shook

She felt a chill on her hands, and a shiver passed

had a smoking area. As Cicely passed it, Seth was leaning against the wall, a slim white cigarette

smoke blurred his handsome face, but the gloom in his eyes was

was just as quiet, seemingly only inhabited by

in the banquet hall earlier that day. Probably to let the guests enjoy themselves, there were

here. She stopped

quickly averted her gaze and continued

a blink

nearby. When he saw that familiar figure, he narrowed his eyes, watching

of her