The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride

Chapter 1311

As soon as Beverly walked up, Jacob’s mom nabbed her. She heard everything she said loud and clear, her cheeks turning a shade of red.

“Well, would you look at that, a bride–to–be still blushing.”

The older folks joked around, bursting into laughter. Even Brad tried to suppress his smirk. The crowd was loud. You couldn’t avoid their chatter even if you wanted to.

Sitting not too far off, Chloe heard everything, a cold smirk on her face. She didn’t deny Jacob was a real catch, but this family, always talking up their own and putting down others, made it just hard to respect them.

If memory served, the old man sitting in the middle was Miles‘ grandfather. Miles had been off on his own for a while, but that aside, this was his grandson they were belittling. Didn’t he care at all?

Just goes to show, people could be so cold.

Perhaps because he was a makeup artist at Starlight International, Miles‘ appearance did draw some attention. Faced with reporters, he stayed silent, not saying a word as he walked into the venue.

People from the Baines and Rogers families all looked his way. Miles stood tall in the venue, dressed in a white mandarin collar suit. The fabric had a reflective gold thread design. As he moved, the colorful threads shone in different hues. It was a hard look to pull off, but on him, it exuded a strong sense of style.

His hair was impeccably styled, and his face lightly made up, covering the fatigue from the past few days. He looked radiant as he appeared in everyone’s view. Looking stylish yet profound, his handsome face attracted the attention of a few women around him.

her gaze meeting Miles‘

noticing Brad sitting next to

mistaken, Brad had just glanced at him. Now, with this act, was he making it clear he didn’t want

you sure you’re competing today?” The question

eyebrows furrowed, his expression and voice as steady as ever.

“And if I say you can’t compete?”

wouldn’t you let

eager to embarrass yourself?” He said solemnly, in a low voice, “Think about the effort Jacob put in all these years. What have you been doing? When he won his first championship, what were you doing? His second championship, even other awards, what were you doing then? He’s at a critical point now,

this talk, are you afraid I’ll make a fool of myself, or are you worried

seeing Miles‘ attitude, his expression darkened. “You’re talking nonsense! Getting in Jacob’s way for what? Do you

In your eyes, as long as your grandson doesn’t

clearly angry. “Since you know you might make a fool of yourself, why insist on competing? Do you just want to embarrass yourself?!”

feeling someone’s gaze on him. Looking up,

what happened.

looking at him helplessly and apologetically. She felt conflicted. Miles‘ glance confirmed it. His main reason for entering this competition was for her. Part of her felt smug, knowing a man remembered her after all this time, even joining this competition to prove something to her. But more than that, she

Being pursued