The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride

Chapter 1573

“No, you’re the mad one.” Phoebe shot back, her voice ringing out loud and clear, cutting Wendy off mid–rant.

“You’re the mad one, Wendy,” she added, her anger subsiding slightly, replaced by a more pitying tone. “You’ve truly lost it.”

Wendy froze, her eyes widening in shock. Her face contorted into a grotesque mask of fury that sent shivers down Phoebe’s spine. Suddenly, she was pulled away from Wendy’s rage–filled gaze and into someone’s arms.

“Mad? You’re all mad! All of you! Nothing but lowlifes!” Wendy yelled, her voice shrill and piercing. Her accusations hung in the air like a blade, piercing everyone’s eardrums.

Azriel guided Phoebe away from the hysterical Wendy, whose antics were becoming increasingly undistinguishable from a madwoman’s. Chloe shook her head, her expression filled with both resignation and pity.c2

Perhaps Wendy had already lost her mind; her obsession had just been too terrifying to recognize. At first, she had maintained some semblance of composure, upholding the dignity and grace expected of a lady from the Alonso family, and covering her tracks carefully. But as time passed, she had shed all pretenses, openly displaying her madness for everyone to see.

This chaotic scene marked the end of the party. As the guests began to disperse, Wendy remained rooted in place, continuing to spew her venomous insults at everyone. Chloe, now the majority shareholder of the company, stayed behind to manage the lingering guests.

Grace slumped in a chair in the corner, watching Wendy collapse to the floor in a fit of rage. The sight of Wendy, crippled and livid, spitting vulgarities at everyone, was a jarring image that remained etched in Grace’s memory. Her heart sank to the depths of despair.

Her daughter, her precious daughter whom she had poured all her hopes and dreams into, had become a mad, crippled, repulsive wreck. How had the beautiful girl she raised turned into this?

her education, all under the auspices of the prestigious Alonso family. But all her efforts seemed to have been in vain. Beneath the

How was

past few weeks living in fear of Wendy’s volatile moods.

stood nearby, his face ashen. His gaze was fixed on Wendy, who was still writhing and shouting on the floor.

struggle on the ground, writhing in agony. There was no emotion in his eyes, and it was impossible

expressing their relief

at the few people left in the room, all of whom were watching Wendy in various states

chuckle

asked, eyeing

eyes. “Nothing. Just realized I have

“Like what?”

waist and

Chloe didn’t object.

regained his composure, adjusted his expression, and slowly rose from

of Wendy. For her, he had banished his favorite grandson from the Harper family. And now, she was destroying the family from within,

been so intent on uniting the Harper and Alonso families, things wouldn’t have come to this. Now, there was no

led to countless