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?”

she smiled, her eyelids curved

her gaze. His expression wavered slightly, then he murmured, “How could

did you get so

“I wasn’t…”

straightened up, “Good

Good then…

of

he would pursue her, even willing to become his wife

watched her slender figure, a cold light flickering

and headed

charm

༈ ༀ ï ཅ

He knew it would end up

always full of surprises.

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

restroom.

faded. With her departure, all sounds disappeared. She let out a

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

her muddled mind when they touched her skin. She rested

only the sound of

faucet again to rinse her hands. She didn’t bother drying them with

outside. She felt a chill on her hands, and a

it, Seth was leaning against the wall, a slim white cigarette between his fingers.

handsome face, but the

men’s restroom was just as quiet, seemingly only inhabited

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

into him here. She stopped momentarily when she spotted him.

she wasn’t seeing things, she quickly averted her

in a blink of

he narrowed his eyes, watching her slowly pass

tired of her ignoring him