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 was caught off

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

didn’t find it strange at all, smiling at Chloe, “Would you

covered her cheek and looked back in surprise, her eyes widened open in shock. The sound

echoed.

was suddenly grabbed by the collar and hoisted up. Then

no signs of regaining balance, until a hand was placed on her waist. She was wrapped in someone’s arms, and her panicked

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

laugh, how much had her past self cared about this feeling, to the point where even

again, her face pale, but

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

into his 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

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

gloomy like a stormy sky, dark and cold. His deep gazes were like thick ice, the warm smile

edge.

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

her with a half–smile. She blinked, extended her other hand around Damon’s neck, tiptoed, and leaned

her to feel nervous and involuntarily step back. “Mr. Harper, aren’t you being too domineering? Are you overly concerned about the intimacy between

squinted his eyes, “Since you don’t care so much, I don’t mind finding a lesbian for you to spend the rest of your life with, how about

might