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,

just entered the dining room following the two men, was shocked into silence. Had Cicely

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

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

echoed.

by the collar and hoisted up. Then

her waist. She was wrapped in someone’s arms,

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

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

the man again, her face

It felt

warmth and fragrance of the woman seemed to linger. And

with her. Chloe had one hand around his neck, held tightly in his arms, her

warm hand, seemingly trying to block

charming face was now gloomy like a stormy sky, dark and cold. His deep gazes were like thick ice, the warm smile from before

edge.

at Cicely, wanting to know what she was thinking at that moment. But Damon forcefully pressed her

her other hand around Damon’s neck,

was gentle and 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 involuntarily step back. “Mr. Harper, aren’t

finding a lesbian for you to spend the rest of your life with, how about that?”

her remaining life might