The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride

Chapter 1340

After Damon finished speaking, he headed straight for the dining room. Chloe watched him go and gave a small smile.

“Chloe, could you please consider that others also have the ability to think before you speak?”

“What’s up?”

Cicely turned to look at her, propping up one cheek with her hand, her voice indifferent ‘Are you broke?”

“I have money. But with so many people in the company, isn’t it normal to have financial difficulties?”

Cicely got it and gave a small smile, “Indeed, it’s quite normal.”

What Chloe wanted to express was just a so called excuse. As for the real situation, as long as the excuse was sufficient, there shouldn’t be a problem, right? Cicely maintained a smile, looking at Chloe. She was starting to feel envious and jealous. She had a clear understanding of the situation, able to distinguish the nature of each matter.

After staring for a few seconds, Cicely suddenly said, “I’m starting to feel envious and jealous of you.”

Chloe was confused, “What?”

Cicely gave a small smile, “You’re smart, capable, rich, have a car, a house and a company…

She paused for a moment, “Isn’t this the image of a successful person that all women aspire to?”

suddenly leaned in. Chloe was caught off guard, and

room following the two men,

smiling at Chloe, “Would you

her eyes widened open in shock. The sound of a

echoed.

and hoisted up. Then she was thrown out

until a hand was placed on her waist. She was wrapped in someone’s arms, and her panicked heart also

she immediately broke away from the man’s embrace. His arm was tightly wrapped around her waist, the intense contact still incredibly strong. This feeling was

she touched the arm behind her, that intense familiarity was instantly confirmed in her heart. She gave a mocking laugh, how much had her past self cared about this feeling, to the point where even now, she was

her face pale, but still trying

terrified by what had just happened. It felt exactly like slipping on the edge of a cliff.

fragrance of

the chair with her. Chloe had one hand around his neck, held tightly in his arms, her beautiful face showing a hint of panic. After a moment of distraction, she lay quietly in

trying to block

a stormy sky, dark and cold. His deep gazes were like thick ice,

edge.

look at Cicely, wanting to know what she was thinking at that moment. But Damon forcefully

half–smile. She blinked, extended her other hand around

was gentle and aggrieved, which made Damon’s face even more grim. His gaze was like a cold sting, directed at Cicely, causing her to feel nervous and involuntarily step back. “Mr. Harper, aren’t you being too domineering? Are you overly concerned about the intimacy between

eyes, “Since you don’t care so much, I don’t mind finding a lesbian for you to spend the

life might not be very