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.

her grandfather, had failed to protect

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brazen enough to say Chloe was a nobody, treating her like she was beneath them.The Summers family offered

ashamed to

lady in the wheelchair. “Who are you? What do you mean by what

too bright if you can’t

your own business, this is between the Alonsos

faintly amused. It was clear that she commanded the room with

by high society. Now, being outdone by a

respect. The other was impulsive and

the CEO is actually set to marry Miss Summers. The Harpers, the Summers, the Alonsos, do you just think Chloe is alone

one to rely on?

can’t stand up to her grandma, and her own father’s useless. Who do you think can step–up for her in

muster a decent guy to marry her. Alyssa, no offense, but I think you might be getting too old, trying to play charity?”

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. She glared at Alyssa, her face a grimace of anger

from the crowd. “Friendship

again, she shot a glare at the woman in the wheelchair. “Who the hell are you? I warn you, if you know what’s good for you,

the woman in the wheelchair slowly raised her hand, removing her

uncontrollably. Her eyes quivered, tears burning at the corners. She bit her lip, her