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.

hardly recall seeing Cicely cry. He only learned from the housekeeper that, on the day Millie passed, Cicely had run to the Ellis family’s backyard, wept gut-wrenchingly inside a decorative rockery, her stifled sobs

with a thick nasal sound, her eyes swollen, she asked him, “Daddy, will mommy never

find words to ease her pain. All he could do was hold her close. “You still

his heart to shreds. The guilt, the pain, the sorrow – they all mingled together, overwhelming him, and he wept with

first and last time he heard her

from the red-eyed housekeeper that when she took Cicely to rest, her unusual silence had prompted concern. “Miss, if you’re upset, it’s okay

Millie’s precious daughter. How could he let her suffer even a sliver of

spoiling, he had never regretted. He

will be returning to the M Country in a few days. If it’s inconvenient for you

need,” Seth cut in without hesitation. “I can manage on my

looked up. “What if I want you to look after

one would think the Ellis family

breath. “Alright,

concerned, suggesting to Creighton, “Mr. Ellis, maybe you should have a

him off.

Seb didn’t push further.

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dial Joel’s number for a meetup. When she mentioned hanging out with a friend, Joel was the only one who came to mind. They’d been orbiting each other’s social

for breath. Across the room, Cicely sat languidly in an armchair, with a

on her hands, a lazy smile

there ever such a hurry?” she teased. “Why the

down across from her. “Didn’t want to keep

sighed, “We’ve still got plenty of

not familiar with this

“How about a

“Sounds good.”

the latte, Joel asked, “Any particular reason you wanted to meet

“Mmm…” she drawled, “I did well on the exams, thanks

to be so formal about it. I

shook her head. “Still, I imposed

on the matter, Joel couldn’t help but feel

in the cafe until noon before heading to the adjacent bistro. “I’d think most girls would kill time shopping rather than sitting

sideways at him. “Shopping can be a delight, but it’s exhausting. I’m not really lacking anything right now. My mood dictates my shopping sprees, and even if I did need

would usually have

Joel nodded in understanding.

course, for Cicely, the family’s darling, her attire, custom-designed and delivered each season, there was no

the online pictures charming and quaint. Once seated, Cicely snapped a photo with her phone, touched it up, and shared it on

read: “Feeling

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

clicked. Her recent post popped up first. Photos of gourmet dishes,

hit the home button, leaving the screen and heading

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