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?”

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

had just entered the dining room following the two men, was shocked into silence. Had Cicely gone mad?!

Cicely didn’t find it strange at all, smiling at Chloe, “Would you consider me? I’ll be at your

back in surprise, her eyes widened

echoed.

and hoisted up. Then she

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

the man’s embrace. His arm was

heart. She gave a mocking laugh, how much had her past self cared about this

quietly distanced herself from the man again, her face pale, but still trying to

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

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

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

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

His deep gazes were like thick ice, the warm smile

edge.

She turned her head in confusion to look at Cicely, wanting to know what

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

aggrieved, which made Damon’s face even more grim. His gaze was like a cold sting, directed at Cicely, causing her to feel nervous and

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