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

social labor. Luxury cars, black–clad bodyguards, and young and beautiful maids. It seemed like a scene straight

around, Chloe smiled at the cameras, her

it.” She responded, seeing right through the reporters‘ intentions,

isn’t that too much?” The reporters

against the car door, “Even if I had more, I could still afford their wages. Perhaps, my dear journalist friend,

“Ms. Summers, as a public figure, shouldn’t you be

a moment before her gaze fell, hiding the amusement and sarcasm in her eyes. “Public image.” She muttered

it was Ms. Summers who stood up for us, allowing us to escape!” The maid who had previously

and accusation. She added, “And besides, I’ve never heard that hiring more maids if you’re wealthy 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 of maids she has. Accusing her of influencing the public

If you did, perhaps you wouldn’t be saying these

have billions at their disposal, and to do whatever they wanted? What was ten maids in comparison to

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

from work, which was for the poor, careers

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

her eyes met Chloe’s. She bit her lip and quickly lowered her gaze. Chloe then turned to the reporter who had asked her the question earlier. “Any other questions?”

Chloe’s gaze, then shook his

raised an 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 question, “Earlier, you said you were mistreated. May I

had previously spoken up. She turned around and said, clear as day, “We used to

they could ask anything else, the maids had all gotten into the car.