The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride

Chapter 1959

Seeing Cicely, Seth barely registered an emotion. She tried making conversation, but his responses were as flat as day-old soda.

Creighton caught a glimpse of Cicely’s disappointed face, but it didn’t seem to crush her spirit.

Just then, Cicely looked up, her eyes crashing into Creighton’s. He gave her a look that screamed “I knew it would go down like this,” a cocktail of resignation and inevitability.

A cloud of gloom settled over Cicely. “I’ll leave you to it then,” she said, heading for the door as Creighton called after her. “Danielle is studying, try not to disturb her when you get back.”

“As if I want to see her. I’m not going home right now.”

“Then where will you go?”d2

“To hang out with friends.”

Her words hung in the air as the door slammed with a resounding “bang.”

Seth stood still, his chin slightly tucked, his eyes a narrow mystery.

Creighton sighed, a mix of indulgence and helplessness flavoring his breath. Later, he turned over his ever-loyal assistant to Seth. “I’ll have him run you through everything about Diaz International, down to the nitty-gritty. You’ve got three days to get up to speed. If something’s not clear, ask Seb, or you can come to me anytime.”

Seth nodded.

“In a bit.” Creighton glanced at his watch, “at ten, we’ve got the senior meeting for business. You’ll attend with me.”

Seb, overhearing this, shot a surprised look at Creighton. Seth, too, was looking his way. He had no experience with corporate affairs, and he knew these meetings weren’t for just anyone. He wasn’t even on the payroll.

He had a hunch about what Creighton was planning, his eyes darkening. “I don’t belong there.”

“Whether you belong or not is for me to decide,” Creighton countered, well aware of Seth’s concerns. “Don’t feel pressured just yet. Your capabilities are yet to be tested. I want you at this meeting to get a feel for the environment. By choosing you, I’m choosing to trust you.”

He locked eyes with Seth. “Even if things don’t go as planned, the Ellis family may well end up in your hands, to care for along with Cicely.”

Seth’s lips pressed into a thin line, his eyes turbulent, but he said no more.

Creighton’s stance had always been clear. Whatever his relationship with Cicely, he wouldn’t force it.

He coughed into his fist, and Seb was quick to hand him a glass of water, which Creighton’s trembling hands struggled to hold.

Seth’s brow furrowed slightly.

After a sip, Creighton set the glass down and gazed at a photo frame on the desk, rubbing his temple. The frame held a picture of him, Cicely, and Millie, taken when Cicely had just started kindergarten, a moment captured by the school as a keepsake.

Back then, Cicely was in a beautiful pink dress, her hair exquisitely done by Millie. Her lovely face was too cute, her smile too bright, her teeth too white, her big eyes too curved with joy.

It was the happiest, most innocent of smiles. Now, it’s forever out of reach even though he could easily see her smile even today.

He only learned from the housekeeper that, on the day Millie passed, Cicely had run to the Ellis family’s

he found her and held her, her voice soft with a thick nasal sound, her eyes swollen, she asked him, “Daddy, will mommy never be with me again? I won’t

All he could do was

too clever and sensitive. Her sobs broke free, tearing his heart to shreds. The guilt, the pain, the sorrow – they all mingled together, overwhelming

time he heard her cry so

arms, silent throughout, not shedding a single tear. He later found out from the red-eyed housekeeper that when she took Cicely to rest, her unusual silence had prompted

did his. That was his and Millie’s

or spoiling, he

a few days. If it’s inconvenient for you to live alone, you’re welcome

Seth cut in without hesitation.

I want you to look

one would think the

a deep breath. “Alright, go

first to leave. Seb lingered, concerned, suggesting to Creighton,

him off. “Just

Seb didn’t push further.

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to dial Joel’s number for a meetup. When she mentioned hanging out with a friend, Joel was the only one who came to mind.

the cafe, gasping for breath. Across the room, Cicely sat languidly in an armchair, with a slice of cheesecake and a latte before her, gazing out the

head as he approached, resting her chin on her hands, a lazy smile on

a hurry?” she teased. “Why the

sat down across from her. “Didn’t want

time and sighed,

not familiar with this stuff. Recommend

nodded. “How

“Sounds good.”

asked, “Any

“Mmm…” she drawled, “I did well on the exams, thanks to you. Just

be so formal about it. I learned a lot helping you,

I imposed on you. I

to say on the matter, Joel

cafe until noon before heading to the adjacent bistro. “I’d think

a delight, but it’s exhausting. I’m not really lacking anything right now. My mood dictates my shopping

playfully, “Someone would usually

Joel nodded in understanding.

darling, her attire, custom-designed and delivered each season, there was no

quaint. Once seated, Cicely snapped a photo

caption read: “Feeling

been swamped all morning until his pal Seb texted him for lunch. Only then did he take a

post popped up

narrowed slightly. He hit the home button, leaving

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