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?”

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

who had just entered the dining room following the two men, was shocked

find it strange at all, smiling at Chloe, “Would you consider me?

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

echoed.

grabbed by the collar and hoisted up. Then she was thrown out

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

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

she touched the arm behind her, that intense familiarity was 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 familiar with his

her face pale, but still trying to appear calm.

happened. It felt exactly like slipping on the edge of

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

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

trying to block her view. Chloe looked up at Damon.

cold. His deep gazes were like thick ice, the warm

edge.

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

extended her other hand around Damon’s neck, tiptoed, and

face even more grim. His gaze was like a cold sting, directed at Cicely, causing her

care so much, I don’t mind finding a lesbian for you to

might