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?”

in. Chloe was caught off guard, and her cheek was kissed.

had just entered the dining room following the two men, was

it strange at all, smiling at Chloe, “Would you consider me? I’ll be at your disposal.”

something, Chloe covered her cheek and looked back in surprise, her eyes widened open in shock. The sound of a wooden chair scraping against the

echoed.

as Cicely was suddenly grabbed by the collar and hoisted up. Then she

figure wavered unstably, showing no signs of regaining balance, until a hand was placed on her waist. She was wrapped in someone’s

away from the man’s embrace. His arm was tightly wrapped around her waist, the

mocking laugh, how much had her past self cared about this feeling, to the point where even now, she was

again, her face pale,

It felt exactly like slipping on the

empty arms, where the warmth and fragrance of the woman seemed to

his neck, held tightly in his arms, her beautiful face showing a hint of panic. After a moment of distraction, she lay

trying to

dark and cold. His deep gazes were like thick ice, the warm smile from before replaced by

edge.

little disagreements they had before were insignificant. She turned her head in confusion to look at Cicely, wanting to know what she was

hand around Damon’s neck, tiptoed,

her to feel nervous and involuntarily step back. “Mr. Harper, aren’t you being too domineering? Are you overly

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