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?”

stunning, no matter the time or place. When she smiled, her eyelids curved slightly forming a crescent shape,

wavered slightly, then he murmured, “How could

did you get so

“I wasn’t…”

up, “Good

Good then…

this some kind of approval, or

would pursue her, even willing to become

a cold light

turned and headed towards the restroom.

“Seems like my charm

ༀ ï ཅ རྗ ཧ ཕེ༤ ཅན

it would end

always full

butter up to Dewey and toast him. Dewey was

restroom.

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

the restroom, washed her hands, then lightly massaged her temples

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

very quiet, with only the sound of her clothes rustling as she

She didn’t bother drying them with paper towels or a hand

a chill on her hands, and a shiver passed through her body, making her head clear

Seth was leaning against the wall,

but the gloom in his eyes

just as quiet,

the banquet hall earlier that day. Probably to let the guests enjoy themselves, there were no strict restrictions on smoking areas

run into him here. She stopped momentarily when

wasn’t seeing things, she quickly

happened in a blink of

noticed someone nearby. When he saw that familiar figure, he narrowed his eyes, watching her slowly

sick and tired of her