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?”

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

just entered the dining room following the two men,

Chloe, “Would you

surprise, her eyes widened open in shock. The sound of a

echoed.

and hoisted up. Then she

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

embrace. His arm was

gave a mocking laugh, how much had her past self cared

again, her face pale, but still trying to

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

where the warmth and fragrance of the woman seemed to linger. And that familiar, soft body.

Chloe into his arms from the chair, his grip so strong that he 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,

hand, seemingly trying to block her

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

edge.

that the little disagreements they had before were insignificant. She turned her head in confusion to look at Cicely, wanting

looking at her with a half–smile. She blinked, extended her other hand around Damon’s neck, tiptoed, and leaned against Damon’s neck. “Don’t blame me,

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?

a lesbian for you to spend the rest of your life with, how about

remaining life might