The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride

Chapter 1270

Nate finally couldn’t hang in there any longer. His body shuddered and he dropped to one knee.

“Nate!” Elizabeth immediately went to help him up. Her hand brushed against his waist and felt something damp. She paused, lifting her hand to find it covered in blood. Her face turned pale instantly. “Oh my God, Nate, are you hurt? What the hell happened?”

Nate shook his head slightly, “I’m okay, and Mr. Harper is also…”

Also…

Elizabeth froze. She looked up at her son standing beside her, her anxious gazes sweeping over him. His white suit was spotless.

Nate was wearing a black suit. If you didn’t look closely, you wouldn’t notice the blood, but it was very obvious on the white suit.

Suddenly, Elizabeth’s eyes narrowed sharply, her gaze fixing on the back of Damon’s hand. Blood was seeping from his sleeve, sliding down his hand and dripping onto the ground.

“Oh my God…” People gasped at the scene. Elizabeth, however, had a steely look in her eyes. She helped Nate to his feet.

“Call an ambulance, now.” As soon as her words fell, a group of people rushed into the banquet hall.

“We’re from the emergency center. We received a report that there are two injured people here…”

Damon’s eyes slightly moved, and he gave a small smile. His future mother–in–law had got quite a few tricks. Her considerations were very comprehensive. And her timing was just right.

If Chloe found out he was hurt, she’d probably cry her eyes out.

Downstairs, Chloe glanced at the two ambulances parked at the hotel entrance. Seeing this, Yasmine quietly said, “Bryson arranged a place for us in P City…”

back from the ambulances and said, “I have an apartment

with

silence was as good as

her and said, “Then let’s go to the villa Bryson arranged.”

“…Okay.”

next to them. The man who got out of the car turned out

and his black suit

then said “Excuse me” before bending down to lift

seemed to have a

setting Yasmine down, Winston gave Chloe a cold look. “Do you think it makes any sense for us to hide anything from

words. The survival of her

sense.

always believed that Yasmine would come back.” Bryson,

Bryson had always shown deep respect for her mother. His respect was

mother was the master, Bryson the loyal servant. Although aristocratic families also had servants, it was rare to find someone like

a little. They had always believed that her mother was still alive. So they were prepared for everything, waiting for the day her mother

getting in the car, Chloe furrowed her brows and looked back at the ambulance. For some reason,

me?” Yasmine asked, noticing her daughter’s constant

to look at Yasmine. “There’s a lot I want to ask you.” She replied.

been apart for over six years. There were too many questions, and

time.” Yasmine said, then gestured

ambulance again, then

flustered. His calm demeanor made it

him, her face calm. She was always like this, the more anxious and worried she was, the calmer and more composed she appeared, not giving anyone