The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride

Chapter 1261

A calm voice quietly chimed in, the tone soft but the words landing clear and strong on everyone’s ears.

Chloe’s raised hand froze mid–air. She blinked in surprise, then slowly turned towards the entrance.

At the banquet hall entrance, someone was pushing a wheelchair inside. The lady in the wheelchair wore a hat, her head slightly lowered. From Chloe’s position on the stage, she couldn’t even see the woman’s chin. But her hand shook slightly, her gaze glued to the woman in the wheelchair, as if she were a toddler learning to walk, cautiously turning to face the crowd.

The crowd once again parted, all eyes on the lady in the wheelchair, curiosity piqued.

“Who’s she?”

“No idea.”

“Where’d she pop up from? Seems like she’s here to back up Ms. Summers.”

The wheelchair finally came to a halt not far from the stage.

Jonah, who had been standing by, swayed a bit, gazing at the woman in disbelief. How could this be?!

He took a few steps forward, excitement taking a hold of Him, but suddenly remembered the current situation.

Chloe’s life had hit rock bottom. He, as her grandfather, had failed to protect her.

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was a nobody, treating her like she was beneath them.The Summers family offered her no support,

was too ashamed to face

frowned at the lady in the wheelchair. “Who are you? What do

if you

is between the Alonsos and the Harpers, and has nothing to do with

was clear

high society. Now, being outdone by a

a wheelchair, exuding an air of clear, cold dominance that demanded respect. The other was impulsive and rude. Despite standing

actually set to marry Miss Summers. The Harpers, the Summers, the Alonsos, do you just think Chloe is alone and easy to push around?”

to rely

her grandpa can’t stand up to her grandma, and her own father’s useless. Who do

Alyssa. “So even by family status, the Summers can’t even muster a decent guy to marry her. Alyssa, no offense, but I think you might be

just smiled coldly. “Even if this was charity, we’d rather give charity than marry a stuck–up Alonso. Don’t you find yourself ridiculous?” Grace’s eyes twitched.

instead a mocking voice came from the crowd. “Friendship should be mutual, not something you can exploit at will.”

wheelchair. “Who the hell are you? I warn you, if you know what’s good for

lingered, after a long pause, and the woman in the wheelchair slowly raised her hand, removing

tight, her body shaking slightly, her heart pounding uncontrollably. Her eyes quivered,