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?”

the time or place. When she smiled, her eyelids curved slightly forming a crescent shape,

gaze. His expression wavered slightly, then

get so

“I wasn’t…”

up, “Good then.”

Good then…

this some kind of approval, or a

pursue her, even willing

figure, a cold light flickering in

headed towards

carefreely, “Seems like my charm is still pretty

ༀ ï ཅ རྗ ཧ ཕེ༤ ཅན

He knew it would end

always full of

to Dewey and toast him. Dewey was stuck, and Cicely got up

restroom.

security corridor, the noise from the hall gradually faded. With her departure, all sounds disappeared. She let out a soft sigh.

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

mind when they touched her skin. She rested one hand on the washbasin, staring at the water droplets scattered

the sound of her clothes rustling

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

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

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

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

was just as quiet,

day. Probably to let the guests

expect to run into him here. She

she quickly averted her

a blink of an

that familiar figure, he narrowed his eyes, watching

was sick and tired of her ignoring him