The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride

Chapter 1135

Claud arched an eyebrow, a smirk playing at the corners of his lips as he clinked his glass against another’s..

“No problem.”

Cicely smiled back, tilting her head back for a sip of her drink before resting her hand on Crysti’s wheelchair handle. “Looks like I gotta thank Chloe for hooking me up with an easy and energy–saving way to make money.”

Crysti looked up at her, “Are you tight on cash?”

“Hell yeah.” Cicely swirled her drink around, her eyes scanning the crowd in the banquet hall, “What do you think all these folks are here for if they aren’t after money?”

Crysti, after going through the ordeal with Philip and Melinda, seemed to have a clearer understanding of certain things. She didn’t dwell on Cicely’s words, but her meaning was clear as day.

Everyone was hustling around the edge of a money–centric whirlwind, like walking dead. No matter how rich anyone in the room was, they were all still scrambling for money and power.

She seemed lost in thought, and Cicely gently tapped her on the back of the head.

“What are you thinking about? Don’t overthink it, you’ll just end up getting bored.”

It sounded like a joke, but she was dead serious. Once you thought too deeply about everything, you ended up feeling… pointless.

dipped forward slightly from Cicely’s gentle tap, “What’s there to be bored about, I’ve got a lot of fun things lined up.” Cicely smirked, her eyes sparkling. “Mmm, just keep living your life, your most important job right now is to make me some more money…” “You’re totally obsessed with money! If you want easy money, why don’t you just

nodding in agreement, but there was a hint of disappointment in her eyes. “I’ve thought about it, but I pick my men based on their face, their voice, their body, I’ve gotta like what I see. But most importantly, I gotta feel something. It’s hard to find a guy like that…” Hearing this, Crysti burst out laughing, “You might as well give up! Even people looking for a husband aren’t as picky as you! You’re just like my brother…” Crysti’s words trailed off as if something occurred to her, and she glanced at the man standing across from

on her face, a curious expression playing across his own. The so–called curiosity was simply because his face was typically stoic, any small change in expression was enough to

think of Claud? He fits your

in approval, “Mr. Watson, you have a great

Cicely’s brazen appraisal and her choice

are you implying that I

her gaze roamed over Claud as if she was

rolled her eyes, “Didn’t you just say my brother is very handsome and has an

If I don’t feel anything for him, wouldn’t

“You… enough already!”

from Claud and she looked at Crysti, breaking into laughter.

own feelings and take

Ms. Cicely really needs it, I wouldn’t

she hadn’t expected the usually stern Claud to

veiled, anyone could tell he was agreeing to be Cicely’s

kind of joke? A guy with extreme mysophobia, thinking about

“Ha… can you stop messing with me? I doubt you two could

eyes