The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride

Chapter 1418

Chloe’s gaze shifted from Wendy’s face to the slowly gathering crowd around her, and she gently stepped back a couple of paces. Just like that, she created some distance between herself and the crowd,

“I’m a big fan of the Firefly piece from this year’s international competition. It’s in my collection.”

“I love your designs, every single one of them..”

“When I saw your name on the program, I thought it was a coincidence, but it’s really you.”

Everyone clearly admired and respected Chloe.

“Thank you, it’s nice to meet you all…” Chloe greeted everyone with a smile. She was surprised by the treatment she received here.

Finally, Chloe placed an order for her meal and found a random spot to sit. She needed to eat, regardless of her lack of appetite, considering her current situation. She was a pregnant woman, soon–to–be a mom.

Seeing how Chloe handled everything with grace, Becky became increasingly uncomfortable. Why would Chloe think that, after how she had treated her in P City, she would let it slide?

walked toward Chloe. Barbara didn’t stop Becky but was worried about what she might do, so she followed. She didn’t mind getting a closer look at this

delicately cutting her food and putting it in her mouth with impeccable manners. Becky felt

what’s wrong with you? Can’t you even say hi?”

chewed her food, looking at the fuming Becky across from her, and put her fork and knife down only after swallowing. She picked up her napkin and gently wiped her mouth. “Ms. Becky, are you

paused, “What did you say?”

up her juice, took a sip, and said, “Isn’t it? Didn’t you

cut Chloe off sharply, her

continued eating, “So, you’re not here to pay your

rage, swept Chloe’s plate off

down, the sound echoing on the white tablecloth–covered table. Her eyes

turned to look

half–eaten croissant, feeling a bit better. The crowd’s eyes conveyed their displeasure and, disgust at

at this moment. She slowly stood up, pulled out her chair, and walked back

did nothing, but the stares from the crowd were enough to make Becky feel embarrassed.

food again and said, “Becky, you should know the occasion…”

passed by her,

her newly ordered food when a hand flipped her plate onto the

of rage, “What? You think you’re tough? Everything in this restaurant is mine.