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?”

upon Chloe, and she suddenly leaned in. Chloe was caught off guard, and her

just entered the dining room following the two

didn’t find it strange at all, smiling at Chloe, “Would you

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

echoed.

the collar and hoisted up. Then she was thrown

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

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

mocking laugh, how much had

herself from the man again, her face pale, but still

just happened. It felt exactly

where the warmth and fragrance of the woman seemed to linger. And that

almost took 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 Damon’s arms, anxiously turning her

was covered by a warm hand, seemingly trying to block her view. Chloe looked up at

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

edge.

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

Cicely, her face pale, looking at her with a half–smile. She blinked, extended her other hand around

like a cold sting, directed at Cicely, causing her to feel nervous and involuntarily step back. “Mr. Harper,

care so much, I don’t mind finding a lesbian for you to spend the rest of your

remaining life might not be