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

the two men, was shocked into silence. Had Cicely gone

strange at all, smiling at Chloe,

covered her cheek and looked back in surprise, her eyes widened open in shock.

echoed.

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

her waist. She was wrapped in someone’s arms, and her

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

confirmed in her heart. She gave a mocking laugh, how much had her

her face pale, but still trying

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

warmth and fragrance of the

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 Damon’s arms, anxiously

trying to

now gloomy like a stormy sky, dark and cold. His deep gazes were like thick ice, the warm smile from before replaced

edge.

in confusion to look at Cicely, wanting to know what she was thinking at that moment. But Damon forcefully pressed her against his chest, not

her face pale, looking at her with a half–smile. She blinked, extended her other hand around Damon’s neck, tiptoed,

sting, directed at Cicely, causing her to feel

mind finding a lesbian for

her remaining life might not be very