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?”

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

following the two men, was shocked into silence.

at all, smiling at Chloe, “Would you consider me? I’ll be

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

echoed.

by the collar and hoisted up. Then she

unstably, showing no signs of regaining balance, until a hand was placed on her

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

a mocking laugh, how

again, her face pale, but

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

looked at his empty arms, where the warmth and fragrance of the woman seemed to linger. And that

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, anxiously turning her head to

trying to

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

edge.

to look at Cicely, wanting to know what she was thinking at that moment.

hand around Damon’s neck, tiptoed, and leaned against Damon’s

directed at Cicely, causing her to feel nervous and

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her remaining life might not be very