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.

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 with girls and his entourage,

Danielle. He always tried to

the previous night, but when he

had agreed to meet at the university library after school for the tutoring session, but the anticipation and happiness

he was a thinker, not a fighter. That polished demeanor made it impossible for her – or anyone, for that matter, including Seth’s mother – to envision

– his trousers stained and scuffed, his once pristine shirt missing buttons and bearing more stains and blood spots than his trousers. His face, with a bruise on his lip,

lawn, three guys were picking themselves up, nursing their wounds

man. Just

was seemingly light, but it was like a razor-sharp icicle, piercing and ruthless, aimed directly at his

glances, and promptly scrambled

mind went blank.

the person next to her. He shook his head, “I’m not

Seth, and his voice dropped a few notches, as

distance.

fight for no reason? But then again, even if there was a reason, what on earth could it be that made him decide to resort to

didn’t dare stick around after the trio that got beat up had left, and the crowd quickly

Danielle’s sleeve, “Let’s book it out of here before he turns on us. He’s terrifying. You… you can’t even imagine how vicious this guy can look

Seth, but she didn’t say a word. Yeah, she couldn’t imagine. But there were plenty of

reality, it felt like she and Seth were the farthest apart. She even felt

cleared out, she

icy and fierce as it had been when he looked at those

disheveled shirt, his long fingers stained with traces of

the scene

library,” he said, his voice deep and clear, devoid of any

for a few seconds before she murmured, “You’re

for the tutoring session, we’ll do it. If not, then don’t bother in the future; I don’t have the patience to waste on

a pang in her heart at Seth’s words, which were loud and clear to her. He treated helping her with

used her limited understanding of him over the

had cunningly mentioned her need for tutoring in front of Patty. She hadn’t been certain of the outcome, but Patty seemed to pick up on her hint, and thus the arrangement for Seth to tutor

hadn’t refused at the time, and she had been elated. Perhaps human nature was greedy; now she felt disappointed and sad over his

to walk away. She had

the library. Danielle quickly followed, and after a while, she gathered the courage to speak up. “But Seth, you should really get those wounds taken care

stop or show

When Seth walked in, looking worse for wear, everyone turned to look

him to

Danielle used

usual quiet. Danielle could feel

any questions. If she didn’t

she dared to glance at Seth. As he appeared to be absorbed in his book, impassive, she stood up and whispered that she was stepping out before heading

hand, no doubt containing the medicine she

in front of Seth. “Seth, can I help

tentative, but Seth slowly lifted his eyes to glance at the bag of medical supplies. “Looks like

turned pale. “It’s not that. You’re

don’t have any