The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride

Creighton frowned slightly, a mix of joy and concern etching his features. He was pleased because, well, knowledge was power, and who wouldn’t be happy about their child gaining more power? But the worry was, could all this hard studying take a toll on her?

He didn’t exactly expect her to be a straight-A student or a valedictorian. In fact, he wouldn’t mind if Cicely turned out to be a carefree, happy-go-lucky “good-for-nothing.” After all, the Ellis family had the means to indulge such a lifestyle.

He had considered the future of inheritance. However, with his daughter’s temperament, she didn’t seem the least bit inclined to pour her heart into the family legacy.

It wasn’t like he hadn’t discussed it with her. More than once, he had tried every trick in the book – cajoling, enticing, but nothing seemed to sway her. Eventually, he had let go of that expectation.

She was, after all, Creighton’s daughter. Her future was destined to be with the cream of the crop. He wasn’t worried about the future of the Ellis family.

As the saying goes, “The children’s luck is their own.” To him, the Ellis family wealth was nothing more than the financial foundation for his daughter’s future happiness. Nothing was more important to him than her joy and well-being.d2

Besides, that young lad Seth had both the mind and the capability, and had won over the affection of his clear-minded Cicely. With a little nurturing, the Ellis family would surely not decline.

No one knew his daughter better than he did. If Cicely wasn’t thinking along these lines, he wouldn’t have entertained the thought either.

She had always been “without high ambition,” so why the sudden drive?

After pondering for a while, Creighton sighed. At the end of the day, more learning could only be a good thing.

He had barely hung up the phone with Cicely when Danielle’s call came through. She, too, was skipping dinner at home for a tutoring session. Now, dinner would be a solo affair for him.

Might as well, he thought, and instructed the kitchen to prepare just one plate of spaghetti for him.

After school, Danielle and Cicely had bumped into each other at the school gates. Danielle was alone, whereas Cicely was with Joel.

Cicely never hid her disdain for Danielle, and Joel was well aware of it. Now that the three of them had collided, he felt a touch awkward. He wanted to say something but couldn’t find the words.

Danielle glanced at him, surprised to see Cicely this close to him. Everyone knew that Cicely was a loner at school, never one to initiate or indulge in friendships.

“What are you looking at?”

Cicely loathed that scrutinizing gaze from Danielle, as if she was trying to probe her life through Joel.

Danielle’s eyes met Cicely’s, “I won’t be home for dinner tonight, and I’ve already called.”

Hearing this, Cicely frowned, “Are you trying to provoke me?”

Danielle’s expression remained neutral, “I just don’t want you to hassle me like you did last night.”

A faint smile played on Cicely’s beautiful face, “Are you deaf or has your brain been waterlogged?”

Danielle’s usually impassive face now clearly displayed irritation, “No one is more self-righteous than you.” Cicely believed the whole world was hers, that she was the best, irreplaceable, and everyone else was just background to her brilliance.

Danielle had no intention of engaging further, leaving Cicely with a parting shot before walking away.

Cicely watched her leave coldly, saying nothing more, and proceeded to the café she and Joel had reserved earlier.

typically lingered on campus. He’d either shoot hoops with Kane and the guys or bury himself in the library. But with Kane now fully immersed in college life, cruising

his mother had volunteered him to tutor Danielle. He always tried to avoid conflicts with Patty. Besides, tutoring wasn’t hard; he had done

he

after school for the tutoring session, but the anticipation and happiness were soon overshadowed by the scene she

arm’s length. No matter what, he was a thinker, not a fighter. That polished demeanor made it impossible for her – or anyone, for that matter, including Seth’s

more stains and blood spots than

three guys were picking themselves

man. Just you

but it was like a razor-sharp icicle, piercing and ruthless, aimed directly

three flinched, exchanged glances, and

mind went blank.

turned to the person next to her. He

and his voice dropped

safe distance. “Those three guys were just walking ahead of us, and he went

just start a fight for no reason? But then again, even if there was a reason, what on earth could it

around after the trio that got

“Let’s book it out of here before he turns on us. He’s terrifying. You… you can’t

But

that besides Patty, she probably interacted with Seth more than anyone else in the world. However, in reality, it felt like she and Seth were the farthest apart. She even felt like she was less connected

out, she

and fierce as it had been when he looked at those three guys, and Danielle

face remained expressionless as he readjusted his disheveled shirt,

unimaginable, the scene that must have unfolded

curiosity to yourself, and don’t ask questions you shouldn’t. Head to the library,” he said, his voice deep and clear, devoid of any discernible emotion. His words were

before

then don’t bother in the future; I don’t have the patience to waste on the

felt a pang in her heart at Seth’s words, which were loud and clear to her. He treated helping her with her studies as nothing more than a chore, reluctant

had used her limited understanding of him over the years to talk him into agreeing to these tutoring

had a red line, it was definitely Patty. So, the night before, during dinner, she had cunningly mentioned her need for tutoring

Perhaps human nature was greedy;

to walk away. She had fought hard for this chance to be

word, Seth stood up and walked towards the library. Danielle quickly followed, and after a while, she gathered the courage to speak

or

in, looking worse for wear, everyone turned to look at him. Their faces

though. No one dared to approach him to ask what had happened. They knew better

straight to a familiar bookshelf, effortlessly found a book, and sat down to read. Danielle used this time to message the driver to

his usual quiet. Danielle could feel the chill and lingering anger radiating

dare ask him any questions. If she didn’t initiate a conversation,

was only when her phone vibrated that she dared to glance at Seth. As he appeared to be absorbed in his book, impassive,

she held a small bag in her hand, no doubt containing the medicine she had asked the driver to

gently in front of Seth. “Seth, can I

but Seth slowly lifted his eyes to glance at the bag of medical supplies. “Looks like you won’t have any issues with

“It’s not that. You’re

closed his book. “If you don’t have any more questions, we’re