The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride

Chapter 1591

Chloe’s faint smile was the only reaction to the effervescent atmosphere around her. She made her way towards the parking lot after another bout of press interviews, trailed by a swarm of reporters, each eager to dig up even the tiniest morsel of news.

As they followed Chloe to the parking lot, they were greeted by a line of young maids, their youthful faces betraying their profession. They were clad in typical black and white maid uniforms. Seeing Chloe, they bowed their heads slightly although their faces were etched with slight tension.

Chloe responded with a soft smile, “Get in the car, everyone.”

The maids glanced questioningly at the reporters behind Chloe, but obediently turned around to board the

car.

They had chosen to keep their uniforms, which were unique to the Harper family, because they had paid for them out of their own pockets as per requests of Addie. They might as well continue to use them in their future jobs as maids. When they decided to leave the Harper family, they took off these uniforms and packed them away.

The reporters gathered around the scene with their lenses trained on the maids. Their faces turned slightly pale.d2

“Ms. Summers, are these all your maids from your household?” One of the reporters finally asked.

Chloe paused for a moment.

The reporters behind her, eager to make headlines, started clicking away at their cameras. Their lenses were trained on the line of maids.

Chloe indeed had these maids all to herself, it could be seen as a

cars, black–clad bodyguards, and young and beautiful maids. It seemed like a

cameras, her

overthink it.” She responded, seeing right through the reporters‘ intentions, leaving them a

too much?” The

the car door, “Even if I had more, I could still afford their wages. Perhaps, my dear journalist friend, you’re being a tad too nosy.”

Summers, as a public figure, shouldn’t you be

an eyebrow, studying the reporter for a moment before her gaze fell, hiding

who stood up for us, allowing us to escape!” The maid who had previously stood up for Vanya in Harper’s Mansion was the

is something abhorrent. What is this public image? Is it a standard for everyone to follow? If so, Ms. Summers, who runs a successful company, treats her employees well and is incredibly wealthy, should be the standard everyone aspires to, shouldn’t she? If you had the capability and the money like her, maybe you wouldn’t be here, grilling her about the number

did, perhaps you wouldn’t be saying these things.”

wouldn’t want to have billions at their disposal, and to do whatever

mansions, traveling the world, enjoying wealth and luxury, spending money freely, and being admired and

apart from work, which was for the poor, careers

were left speechless. At this point, anything they said would only highlight their

subtly at her. The maid blushed as her eyes met Chloe’s. She bit her lip

gaze, then

eyebrow, opened the car door, and got in. The maid’s also boarded the car one by one. Just before they drove off, one of the reporters managed to get in one last

turned around and

reporters gasped, their faces paling. Before they could ask anything else,