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?”

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

entered the dining room following the two

at Chloe, “Would you

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

echoed.

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

balance, until a hand was placed on her waist. She was wrapped in someone’s arms,

immediately broke away from the man’s embrace. His arm was tightly wrapped around her

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 still frighteningly

again, her

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

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

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,

by a warm hand, seemingly trying to block her view.

deep gazes were

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 moment. But Damon forcefully pressed her against his chest, not allowing her

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

causing her to feel nervous and involuntarily step back. “Mr. Harper, aren’t you being

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

might