The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride

Cicely squinted her eyes, a chill slowly seeping out.

Seeing Cicely finally lose her composure brought a rush of satisfaction to

Danielle’s heart. From the moment she met Cicely, she couldn’t stand her

arrogant swagger. Maybe they were just like oil and water.

She relished any sign of distress in Cicely, yet for years, Cicely had coasted

through life with undue ease. Nothing seemed to ruffle her feathers. Her wishes

were commands, her desires, instantly fulfilled. Except for Seth, who seemed to

be the one thing that sparked a hint of anticipation in her.

Watching Cicely cling to Seth day in and day out with such shamelessness

amused Danielle at times.

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Without the grace and composure expected of a lady of her stature, Cicely’s

arrogance and possessiveness were blatant, her entanglements with Seth,

embarrassingly public.

How could a man, known for his aloof indifference, not grow irritated with such

relentless attention?d2

However, Seth’s repeated shows of affection had Danielle on edge. In the end,

he actually agreed to be her boyfriend. So, even a hint of an unusual expression

on Cicely’s face could make Danielle feel a bit relieved.

But that feeling didn’t last. She hoped Cicely would ask why she had made such

a comment, but Cicely, as if seeing right through her, just laughed after a

moment’s gaze. “I know the situation better than you do. When I got him to

agree to be with me, at best I felt he didn’t despise me. To say he’s with me out

of pure fondness, well, that would suggest to me that he has a soft spot for me

in your eyes.”

Danielle’s face turned cold.

With her arms crossed, Cicely’s lips curled into a lazy, dismissive smile.

“Danielle, I understand why you try so hard. In your eyes, I have everything,

always the very best, so you’ve been using me as your benchmark, pushing

yourself relentlessly?”

She scoffed, “Why are you so fixated on me? Even if I weren’t the darling of the

Ellis family, you wouldn’t be any happier. Do you know why?”

She tugged at the hem of her dress, speaking indifferently, “This dress, a

designer label. It was a tad tight when I bought it, a couple of millimeters snug

around the waist. But I got it anyway, and then I cut back on my portions. Now, it

fits just right. I feel the same way about Seth. It doesn’t mean he’s perfect, and

his imperfections include not being fond of me.”

Danielle’s face twisted with skepticism. She didn’t believe it.

Cicely continued nonchalantly, “So what? At least right now, he’s my man,

officially and rightfully. Affection can grow over time, and I don’t mind

occasionally indulging his preferences. Right now, I’m the only one with that

privilege, and no one else comes close.”

“Danielle, I’ve never claimed to be a saint, nor do I pretend to be a good person.

I couldn’t care less about anyone outside my close circle. There are plenty who

dislike me, but if you have grudges, bring them to me. My father doesn’t owe

you anything. With even a shred of conscience, you wouldn’t keep causing him

distress.

“This is the last time I’m warning you. Be polite to my father, or since you’re so

keen on independence, I’d assume you’re ready to break away completely. Then

do us a favor and keep out of our sight. If I hear about you upsetting my father

again, you’ll see what I’m capable of.

“Don’t play the Ellis family lady card with me. You know full well that in P City,

when people mention the Ellis family’s daughter, they think of me, Cicely.”

Danielle’s hands trembled at her sides before she clenched them into fists. She

stared coldly at the woman before her, struggling to keep her voice steady.

“Without the Ellis family, you’re nothing.” And Seth wouldn’t be yours, either.

Cicely raised an eyebrow. “You’ve told me that more than once, and I’ve

answered you every time. But who knows, maybe one day I won’t be an Ellis.

Perhaps then, Seth will adore me so much he can’t live without me? Even if I’m

no longer Miss Ellis, I might just become his wife, still living in luxury, simply with

a different title.”

Danielle’s expression darkened before she forced a mocking smile. “That day

will never come. Without the Ellis family, you’re nothing.”

She repeated her words, each one deliberate and clear, but this time, there

seemed to be an underlying meaning.

Cicely’s brow furrowed imperceptibly.

Danielle stepped back, “Consider that slap earlier a payment for my disrespect

towards your father. But don’t think I’ll let you off easily, Cicely. The real winner is

the one who laughs last. You enjoy your moment, but one day, you’ll pay double

for your actions today.”

Cicely had heard similar threats before, always from the same source. She

shrugged it off, unwilling to waste more words on the subject.

Danielle took a deep breath, suppressing the bitterness in her heart. “Can you

leave now, please?”

Cicely glanced at her and walked out, closing the door behind her.

Descending the stairs, she encountered Brody, the butler, busying himself with

chores. “Brody,” Cicely called out.

“Miss, aren’t you resting this afternoon?”

Cicely shook her head. “I’m too agitated to rest.”

The butler sighed at the mention of Danielle, his expression souring.

“Did my father’s health checkup earlier this year reveal any issues?”

The butler paused, “No issues at all. Doesn’t he always discuss the results with

you afterward?”

Cicely watched him silently for a moment, then spoke in a cool, detached tone,

“He did tell me, but his demeanor today didn’t seem like a man with no

problems. I must’ve binged one too many soap operas. His last checkup fell

right around the time of my tests, and I swear, if you guys pull some

melodramatic stunt to keep Dad’s illness a secret just to avoid messing with my

scores…”

The butler, Brody, lowered his gaze and shook his head gently. “Miss Cicely,

perhaps you should consider watching less TV drama. You know as well as I do

that even if you hadn’t aced your tests, your father would still have made sure

you got into college.”

Cicely raised an eyebrow, conceding the point.

“The weather turned chilly recently with the onset of autumn. Sir caught a bit of

a cold, but the doctor has seen him, and there’s no cause for serious concern.”

As Cicely mulled over Brody’s words, he nodded, “Indeed.”

A silence settled in the living room. Brody thought the matter would rest there,

but Cicely’s voice slowly filled the space again. “Brody, you’ve been with my dad

for years, and he trusts you more than anyone. I’m curious—did Seth agree to

be with me because of my dad?”

The butler looked up. His gaze met Cicely’s straight on. There was no emotion,

yet those eyes were so transparent. It was as though she wasn’t asking a

question, but seeking confirmation for something she’d already concluded.

After a moment’s hesitation, he sighed softly and said, “Sir always thinks ahead.

Seeing how fond you were of Mr. Diaz, he wanted to nudge you two together

early. I suppose in this world, he’s the one who wishes for your happiness above

all else.”

Cicely’s fingertips trembled slightly. “So, Dad’s involvement in managing Diaz

International was all part of the plan for us to be together?”

The butler didn’t answer directly. “Mr. Diaz is young and at an age of pride and

vanity. Besides what was done, it was hard to think of a better way at the time.

Love needs to grow gradually, Miss. With your beauty and talents, it’s hard for

anyone not to be charmed.”

Although the words she had just shared with Danielle were true, and she was

indeed clear-headed, her heart couldn’t help but feel desolate.

Pride and vanity.

So marrying her was equivalent to possessing the entire Ellis family empire, and

he would be tempted.

She joked about throwing herself at Seth, but even if it were true, Seth wouldn’t

care.

Her father managed Diaz International, taught him how to run the business, and

then used this “favor” as leverage for a successful match. The answer to

Danielle’s question lay right here. Compared to liking her, he was more unwilling

to be labeled ungrateful.

Cicely forced a smile, “I think so too.”

Just like she had told Danielle, they were together now, and there would be a

chance of being together forever. Even if that was the case, so what? That was

the advantage she was born with.

Danielle came downstairs with her luggage, pausing upon seeing Cicely and the

butler, then proceeded to carry her suitcase out herself. The butler instructed a

maid to help Danielle with her luggage.

Cicely sat down on the couch, not bothering to acknowledge her. She picked up

her phone from the coffee table and dialed Seth’s number. The call connected,

and Cicely spoke, “Are you going to be busy today? I’d like to see you.”

Seth’s voice, cool and detached, came after a few seconds, “Busy.”

Cicely kicked off her slippers, curled up on the couch, and noticed a note with

an address that Danielle had left on the coffee table. She picked it up, settling

into the cushions, and responded, “You’ve been busy a lot lately. When are you

going to be free of this busy spell?”

“If things go well, I should have results in three days.”

A long pause followed Seth’s words, with no response from Cicely. His gaze

lifted from his documents, frowning, “What’s up? Talk to me.”

Several seconds later, Cicely finally spoke. “Seth, did you know Danielle is

moving out of the Ellis household today?”

This time Seth fell silent for a few moments before responding, “I know.”

Cicely looked at the note in her hand and asked further, “She said she found an

apartment for herself. Do you know where it is?”

“Yes.Cicely slowly set down the paper in her hand, rose from the couch, and made

her way toward the front door. “Where are you right now?”

Seth was silent for a moment before replying, “Cicely, whatever it is, let’s talk

about it in three days.”

The door was left ajar. Cicely reached the foyer and halted in her tracks. “Why

wait three days?”

After several seconds of silence, she hung up the call and stepped outside. She

walked up to the tall, rigid figure standing with his back to the door.

Danielle slammed the trunk of her car shut and turned around, her face freezing

as her eyes landed on Cicely.

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Cicely forced a smile, her voice laced with a mocking cheer, “Can’t we talk

now?”d2

Seth, who had been clutching his phone, paused for a second before turning

around. He towered over Cicely now, but as he turned, his gaze locked

immediately with hers. He knew precisely the angle to catch her eyes.

Cicely faced him with a small smile, her tone neither warm nor fiery as she

looked up at him.

He squared his shoulders, looked at her indifferently, and asked flatly, “What

brings you out here?”

Cicely blinked, chuckled softly, and glanced at Danielle approaching from

behind, raising an eyebrow. “Should I escort her?”

That was a laugh. Everyone knew Cicely and Danielle were at odds. So much

so that even if today were Danielle’s funeral, Cicely might not bother to show up.

Now, just for Danielle moving out, Cicely coming to see her off? Even a fool

wouldn’t believe it. Clearly, Seth didn’t either.

Cicely laughed outright, “Don’t believe me?” It was evident her mood was

anything but light, contrary to her facade.

“Just like I don’t buy the too-busy-for-you boyfriend suddenly having time to

personally pick up my nemesis.” Each of Cicely’s words dripped with biting

sarcasm.

Danielle disliked Cicely, and every flaw of hers was magnified in Danielle’s eyes.

“Cicely, can you drop the sarcasm?”

“Sarcasm?” Cicely gave her a dismissive glance, “Compared to you, I’m tame.

Can’t handle it? Then you should realize just how annoying you usually are.”

“You…”

“You get in the car.” Seth’s voice, deep and icy, cut through the tension. Though

he faced Cicely, Danielle knew the command was for her.

Biting her lip, Danielle moved to the passenger side door and opened it.

“Danielle, wait.” Cicely’s sudden call halted her.

Turning around, Danielle saw Cicely step past Seth toward her, “Even if he’s

decided to take you today, you don’t have the right to sit shotgun, got it?”

The humiliation surged through Danielle, “Cicely, you’re going too far!”

Cicely’s lips twisted into a mocking smile, her beautiful eyes cold, “This is too

far? Danielle, just being near you without an incident makes me feel like I’m the

most benevolent person on earth. A slap is all you got. Do you see how

magnanimous I am?”

Danielle stepped back, wary.

Seth turned, his gaze falling on the handprint still visible on Danielle’s face, and

his eyes darkened. “Get in the car.”

His voice, colder now than before, prompted Danielle to fully open the door.

Cicely’s smile was replaced by an icy expression as she stepped forward, only

to be grabbed by Seth. She watched Danielle take the passenger seat.

After a few seconds, Cicely looked back at Seth with a faint, almost invisible

smile. “Want to discuss now what you planned for three days from now?”

As she spoke, she stepped back, her eyes on his hand on her arm. “Afraid I

might do something to her?”

Catching her gaze, Seth’s grip loosened, and he moved his hand slightly

downward. Where he had been holding her, the blood rushed to the surface,

leaving a distinct red mark on her pale arm. Cicely glanced at it, “You hurt me

for another woman. I’ll remember that.”

Twisting her arm, she pulled away, retreating a step with a cool voice. “Go on,

you grabbed me so tightly, you better have something earth-shattering to say, or

I’ll hold you doubly accountable.”

The butler, sensing trouble, had followed outside.

Seth looked directly at him, “Her arm’s hurt. Take her back and apply some

ointment.”

The butler frowned deeply.

The car window rolled down, and Danielle’s face appeared. “Cicely, he came to

pick me up because Patty asked him to. Don’t you trust your man?”

The butler’s face turned even grimmer, but he stepped forward toward Cicely.

“Miss.”

Cicely chuckled lightly, “Don’t play these childish games of misdirection. What if

I booked a hotel room to ‘just chat’ with your future husband? I’d hope you’d

trust him enough then.”

Standing before Cicely, Seth’s expression darkened instantly. “Cicely,” his voice

turned colder, matching his demeanor.

“Uh-huh?” Cicely turned her gaze from Danielle to Seth, a feigned smile on her

lips. “Patty sent you to pick her up? And that house in the prime P City district,

the same neighborhood, was that Patty’s idea too?”

Seth’s gaze intensified on her radiant face, “I’m not in the mood for your games

today. I have to take her away personally. If you really want to make a scene,

save it for three days from now. You can have your outburst then.”

Cicely touched the spot where Seth’s grip had pained her, her expression

mocking, “You mean I should hold back? But I’m angry now, and I can’t wait. I

want to vent now, and in three days, there will be new anger waiting.”

Seth’s brow furrowed, “Suit yourself.” His voice managed to be as cold as his

very presence.

Cicely’s brow quirked with a hint of mischief, then she nodded with a smile that

was all sweetness and light. She stood with a grace that seemed as natural as

the breeze, her voice soft and melodious, “Of course.”

Seth gave her a cursory glance, his expression unreadable as he strode past

the shiny car, swung open the door, and slid into the driver’s seat. Without a

moment’s hesitation, he fired up the engine and pulled away.

The butler’s face was a study in concern, his usually composed features

betraying a flicker of worry. With Mr. Diaz’s temper, if Cicely were to truly end up

with him, and if she maintained this current demeanor, would it truly be for the

best?

As Cicely stood there, gaze lingering on the receding car, the butler stepped

forward and softly called out. “Miss…”

“Brody.” Cicely cut him off suddenly, “Where’s Issac?”

Brody paused for a brief moment, “I’ll give him a call and have him here right

away.”

“Mhm.”

Cicely’s response was nonchalant as she turned and walked into the living

room, her face betraying none of the drama that had just unfolded.

Issac, Brody’s son, had been just as dedicated to the Ellis family as his father

was.

Five minutes later, Issac’s tall and imposing figure appeared before Cicely. She

was lounging on the sofa, half-watching the TV when she saw him, and greeted

him with a playful smile, “Issac, you’re looking more dashing each day.”

Having been raised to understand the nuances of respect and hierarchy, Issac

didn’t react much to Cicely’s teasing. His reply was formal, “Is there something

you require, Miss?”

“Oh, there is.”The silence was deafening as they drove on.

Danielle shot glances at Seth, who sat enveloped in an aura of brooding

aloofness, making her lose whatever courage she had mustered to strike up a

conversation.

But then again, what was there to talk about? Any attempt at small talk would

just be her trying to fill the uncomfortable void between them, and likely, would

only serve to embarrass herself.

After much deliberation and hesitation, she found a topic that seemed safe

enough. “Sorry for the trouble,” she muttered.

Seth remained quiet.

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Even though she was accustomed to his coldness, Danielle couldn’t shake off

the feeling of awkwardness that crept over her. Biting her lip, she turned her

face away, looking out the window.d2

“We don’t have any bad blood between us. Can’t you drop the silent treatment?

Just because you’re with Cicely doesn’t mean you can’t talk to other women,

right? She was so possessive today, like she couldn’t stand you being around

any other woman. Do you think that’s normal?”

Finally, Seth responded, glancing at her briefly, his voice indifferent, “So, you’re

okay with your man having other women around?”

Danielle was taken aback, “Even monks can’t turn away women who come to

worship at the temple.”

There was a brief silence before Seth chuckled darkly, a fleeting shadow

crossing his eyes. “Too bad I’m not a monk.”

Danielle thought he misunderstood her, “You’re not one to make your life

difficult. Being with her, bound so tightly, doesn’t it wear you down? She’s only

going to bring more trouble your way.”

“Danielle,” Seth said, his hand casually resting on the steering wheel, his

posture relaxed, “Gossiping behind someone’s back is in poor taste.”

She froze, a rush of heat flooding her face, then draining away leaving her pale.

Her hands clasped tightly in front of her, her voice quivered with barely

concealed sharpness, “And Cicely never talked behind my back?”

The traffic light turned red, and they stopped. Seth glanced at her, the slight

curve of his eyes and lips sending a wave of discomfort through Danielle. He

was implying that Cicely was above such behavior.

“You didn’t have to come yourself today. You’re not always doing what Patty tells

you.”

If he was truly obedient, he never would have agreed to be with Cicely in the

first place.

“It was unexpected that she found out. Picking you up…” Seth paused as the car

started moving again, and almost simultaneously, he continued, “I just thought it

would make you happy.”

Danielle’s heart skipped a beat. She stared at Seth’s profile, trying to decipher

something, anything, from his impassive face. “What do you mean by that? You

accuse me of speaking ill of Cicely, and now you want to make me happy. What

are you really thinking?”

Seth didn’t look at her, his lips curling into what seemed like a smile, but it sent a

chill down her spine instead. “Don’t overthink it, or you’ll just feel worse.”

Danielle couldn’t process his words, “What are you trying to say?!”

His gaze darkened, and he reverted to his usual indifference. “Everything has its

price. Just like obtaining something has its cost, debts must be repaid.”

She didn’t understand. “Why are you suddenly talking like this?”

They pulled into a high-end residential area, and Seth fell silent, his words

leaving Danielle with an unsettling feeling. She knew that no matter how much

she pressed, she would get no further answers.

Glancing at the rearview mirror, Seth drove into the underground parking of the

apartment complex. As Danielle stepped out of the car, a cacophony of engine

roars, brakes squealing, and car doors slamming resounded through the

garage. Several men in black suits, each wielding a metal bat, began to

approach.

“What… what are you doing.” Danielle’s voice trembled, her complexion ghostly

as she staggered backward.

Seth watched the unfolding scene through the mirror, then finally, stepped out of

the car.

Danielle rushed to his side, “Seth…”

He moved to the trunk, fixing his gaze on the men emerging from another car.

“What do you want?”

Issac, leading the suited men, nodded at Seth, “My apologies, Mr. Diaz. Ms.

Cicely is in a bad mood. She’s having a tantrum, and she said you agreed to

indulge her. So here I am, just following orders.”

Danielle’s face turned to ice upon seeing Issac, “So she throws a tantrum, and

you guys come chasing us down here?”

Issac didn’t reply, just shot her a cold glance.

Seth asked coolly, “How does she want to make a scene?”

Instead of answering, Issac signaled his men. They surged forward, raising their

metal bats, and began smashing Seth’s car into oblivion.

Danielle screamed, covering her head as the violence of metal against metal

and the shattering of glass echoed in the garage.

Seth stood by, watching impassively. Once the destruction seemed sufficient,

Issac ordered a halt. He then stepped forward, addressing Seth, “The lady says

the passenger seat is dirty, and she can’t use the car anymore. It’s as good as

junk, so might as well treat it like junk.”

At that, Seth looked at Issac, a hint of a smirk playing on his lips, “Is that so?

Seems wasteful because she’ll just have to smash a new one next time.”

Issac, uninterested in Seth’s quips, merely said, “I’ll report back then.” With that,

he and his men left as abruptly as they had arrived.

In the garage, other drivers watched, horrified.

Danielle, pale and trembling, crouched in the corner, arms wrapped around her

head, shaken to the core.

Seth cast a dismissive glance at the mangled wreck of the car, expressionless.

He turned on his heel. Seeing Danielle, who was visibly shaken, he said

indifferently, “Head upstairs.” With that, he pulled a suitcase from nearby and

slid it toward Danielle.

Danielle shivered, cautiously lifting her head to see that the menacing figures

had dispersed. Only then did she lower her hands from her head. Her hands,

cold and trembling, gripped the suitcase, her voice still quivering with shock.

“Aren’t you coming up?”

“I have other things to deal with.” Noticing her hesitant and still frightened look,

Seth added, “She’s just throwing a tantrum with me, and it won’t come down on

you. Don’t be scared, no one’s going to hassle you.”

Danielle’s grip on the suitcase handle tightened, and tears suddenly filled her

eyes. “Sending a mob to smash the car without a word, and that’s just her

throwing a tantrum? Is she some kind of mafia boss? And you just let her get

away with this?”

Seth furrowed his brow, his lips pressed thin, and he walked toward the elevator.

Danielle bit her lip and hurried after him. The elevator reached the ground floor,

and as the doors slid open, Seth stepped out without a backward glance or a

word to Danielle.

Cold and heartless.

People like him, probably never realize the invisible hurt they inflict on others.

Assistant Charlie came to whisk Seth away. “Mr. Diaz, are you sure about going

to the gala like this? If something goes wrong midway, how will you explain it to

madam? And Ms. Cicely, aren’t you going to give her a heads up.”

Seth’s gaze was downcast, shrouded in a thin veil of indistinction, his

expression unreadable. “She doesn’t need to know.”

Charlie chose not to speak further.

No one knew what Seth was truly thinking. How long would it take to fully

understand such a detached person?

Shaking his head silently, Charlie slightly sped up the car.

*

Issac returned to the Ellis estate, reporting the outcome of his mission to Cicely.

Cicely was lounging in the conservatory, nibbling on fruits and flipping through a

fashion magazine. Issac noted the trimmed branches and leaves beneath the

plants – a sign of careful pruning.

Hearing that Issac had completed his task, Cicely showed no surprise. Without

even looking up, her voice was slow and indolent. “Did he say anything?”

Issac relayed, “He said it was a waste, because you’re just going to keep on

smashing.”

Silence fell in the conservatory. After a while, Cicely closed the last page of the

magazine, tossing it onto the glass table in front of her. She picked up her

phone and dialed a number.

“Audrey’s Boutique? This is Cicely. Hold that new Hepburn-inspired dress for

me. No event to attend, just fancy it, hate to miss out. uh-huh. I’ll come by

tomorrow to pick it up.”

Ending the call, she tossed the phone onto the table and turned to Issac, who

was still standing there, with a smile. “Then keep smashing. Let’s see what

brand of car I can smash next time. I hope he doesn’t get some cheap car just to

appease me.”

Issac was speechless.

Cicely stood up and took a leisurely walk around the conservatory. “Joel brought

some Queen of the night from the base. He said he’d give me a couple. Run

over to his place and fetch them for me.”

Without hesitation, Issac agreed and left.

“Hold on,” Cicely called out as she approached him with a task in mind, “and

help me look into something.”

“What do you need?” Issac asked.

Cicely arched an eyebrow.

*

That evening, Seth was on a video call. The large screen displayed a multi-party

conference call. The man at the center of the screen, with his sharp features

and unmistakable poise, exuded an air of refined elegance even through the

digital interface.

It was he who spoke up in a cool, deep voice, “Need a hand?”

Seth, lounging in his chair, declined without hesitation. “No.”

“Damon, with his stubborn pride, he’ll suffer in silence. If I were you, I wouldn’t

even bother asking,” Kane commented, familiar with Seth’s temperament.

Damon’s expression remained unaffected, “Some experience is good. Let him

see how harsh and real the rules of survival in today’s society can be.”

scoffed, “More like he’s the one showing others how

his nasty temper,

even trip him

term “sly as a fox” didn’t seem to cover Seth. His silent demeanor,

deadly the next, was chilling

never truly been

watched Seth, who was nonchalantly accused, but

“One day, you’ll get a

quickly raised his hands in defense, “No thanks, I

settle it with a good old-fashioned brawl.

with your fists?”

the call showed interest, “How good are we

when Seth’s phone rang. Glancing at the

himself, “If there’s nothing else, I’ll

he

was Patty on the line. As soon as

going on? Danielle told me your car got smashed

brow furrowed, his tone cool,

voice was filled with

“It’s between her and me. The car

Don’t bring it up

two’?!” Patty’s voice spiked,

like that, sending

here

be faintly heard, trying to calm

hung up the

screen, sent by Cicely an hour

want to feel a

smash it.]

lips twisted into a wry smile,

ever.

office and sliding into his car, Charlie asked, “Where

silence, Seth said indifferently, “Take me

Boutique.”

was somewhat taken aback. This was the first time he

so incongruous with his

the epitome of luxury shopping.

the most prestigious labels. It

elites, went to

with a speculative

how to get back in Ms. Cicely’s good graces?”Charlie revved up

up

imperceptible furrow crossed Seth’s brow,

darkness of

*

sat on the couch with a frosty expression, while Danielle sat

with

walked in, prompting Danielle to

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Patty this riled

ignored her and focused his gaze on

sensing Danielle’s unease, stood up and glared at

me, so if you’re looking to

someone trash your car way out of

the truths Danielle shared with

undid his suit jacket, and the

angry with me, so her throwing a fit

done.”

flickered with unease. The

“So her being upset justifies smashing your car? No harm

Seth, let me tell you once more, you can date Cicely,

dare take it any further. With her pampered ways, the Diaz

throwing a tantrum, right?

break it off.”

half-smile, a hint of frost touching

Patty, instead, he turned to look

and

this moment, Charlie walked in from outside. Patty

Seth spoke up.”I’ve got your

tomorrow’s gala ready.”

expecting this. Danielle stared in disbelief at

in Charlie’s hands.

a stiff smile.

Boutique before

to Seth

your first time attending a gala. You should prepare well.” His

echoed Charlie’s claim.

the box to Danielle. She

the coffee table,

knee-length dress

left breast. It’s simple in design,

she stared at the dress. She had

gown, not this understated,

for… She bit her lip,

slipped out.

at Seth, “Thank you, I do like it, but

to get her a

less…

it, that’s all that matters,” Seth said coolly. “I’ll

night.”

behavior, couldn’t fathom

seeing him show such thoughtfulness

She had worried he might refuse

surprise, he agreed. At that point,

but her ultimate goal was achieved, so she had

concerned about

Ray, who had been doggedly pursuing her,

her to several cities.

by Ray, had

refuse without

auctions—plays, musicals, screenplays—with

screenwriters, producers, and actors in attendance

open to just

establishing herself in the theatrical

Despite the invitation coming Ray, she didn’t want to

wary of Ray seizing the chance to pester her,

to lure or

gala and to make him back off, she

in shining armor.”

if necessary, but he had surprisingly complied

he agree, but he went as

her.

sure you drive Ms.

“Sure thing.”

furrowed her brow.

important they

of whom the dress suited best, receiving

Seth for the first time was

Patty remembered what

Her expression darkened as she

pursue Seth further.

*

milk, Cicely

epic. Mr.

the coffee table, and the cup

phone screen for a long time, and

a bit. [Tell me what you know.] She

and ascending the staircase with phone in

made a beeline for the bathroom. After

she emerged with a towel slung

dripping.

a message from Issac. [The Peck

It’s a high-profile affair,

go but is worried about Mr.

asked

She tossed the phone onto the bed

bathroom to

five minutes, Cicely reappeared, her hair no

of the bed, distracted

felt almost

groggy, thinking she

dozed off again.

got up close to ten, she

butler, noting her listless appearance, couldn’t help

you feeling unwell?”

a stroll outside, set down

her upon hearing the words. “Are you feeling

stairs, leaning on the banister, “I’m fine, probably just

change of seasons. Caught a

hurried to the kitchen to instruct the cook to prepare

hearty meal and her tea, Cicely changed into warmer clothes: a kneelength black A-line skirt with a

slender legs. She paired it with

orange-red accents added a youthful vibrancy to

charm.

her outfit for the

a dress I liked, want to see it in

“You’re feeling better?”

“Much.”

a slight heaviness in her

nodded, “Have Issac

“Alright.”

*

Ollie’s, Cicely headed straight for

dress the day before.

the sales

her as a

acknowledgment, Cicely browsed the store before settling on

reserved last night, I’d like to

associate hesitated, prompting Cicely to

problem?”

“Not at all,

emerged from the fitting room, and the associate

admiration and envy.

the fitting room door swung open, the other staff members were

to resist praising her. “Ms. Cicely,

dress.”

just arrived, and when they

them as particularly stunning. The design

the price was

thing that seemed valuable was probably the brooch on the

would sell at all, but before their worries could grow,

marveled at

understand.

it, they truly appreciated the

design was transformed into something astonishing

anyone could exude such grace. Raised in

by the Ellis family, even if Cicely were to

look elegant and sophisticated.

dress suits both high-end

with

the mirror, turning to check the dress

“I’ll

associate fetched the dress, Cicely

in her own clothes

The cashier listed the prices and handed over

seeing only a single bag, Cicely

“Has there been some kind

The cashier blinked, “Pardon?”

“What

Cicely?”

the counter, “You

That dress should earn

commission.”

with some confusion,

don’t you? Do

up, “I believe I only reserved

didn’t pay, and I didn’t receive it. What do you mean

‘another’?”

dawned on the associate, who covered her

mistake. Another customer reserved the

last night. I thought you’d sent him to pick it

with matters unrelated to her. Anyone

dress, but who it was didn’t interest

it up. I’ll pay by

associate signaled to the cashier,

an amount that would sustain an average family for

the associate packaged the dress, another whispered, “Are we still

get another one? The one

chance to give it to her yet. If

wouldn’t we be spoiling

bit pricey? Getting two of the same, isn’t that

know?”

like she’s short on cash? Besides, it’s not like we can

up, it’s bad news.

us making an extra

nobody’s going to give us grief for

that, the associate took the packaged bag

only

could

right?”

and took the bag from behind. Cicely, however, just

and remained

claimed there were two,

it was unique and tailor-made

of

didn’t rush out of the boutique. Instead,

out a pair of heels that would match

pop. Sure, they can be a

she felt it was

last time she just wasn’t used to them. Perhaps after

and a little bloodshed, one day she’d master them

beautiful.Having chosen the shoes and settled the bill, she walked through the

to browse a bit more

encountered someone she thought she wouldn’t

easily.

very woman she had slapped just the day before,

on a bench, trying on a

chains.

eyes met, and an unmistakable mutual

cast a cursory glance at the sandals the woman was trying

couldn’t help but smirk.

Enter title…

darkened. She

mirror to check out

the mall much. What brings you here?”

Cicely.d2

etched on her face as she turned to

through the mirror.

looked up, meeting her gaze

softly, “Is that the answer

gave her a sidelong glance,

walked over to a display

none of your business. We don’t need to

Isn’t it

the shoe back on the display

her in

Danielle exchanged awkward looks. The Ellis

such

as a lady raised in the Ellis family, this

adequately mimicked

gaze of the two

of embarrassment suddenly washed

…

Cicely casually asked, “Where is

being held?”

her, Issac replied, “At the Watson family’s villa hotel

Imperial Bay.”

“That’s quite an

Issac didn’t respond.

to

her from the side, “You might need your father’s help to

invitation.”

event have to be that my father

seconds of silence, she walked out of

“Alright then.”

pulled out

Cicely reached home, Creighton

the coffee table lay a

picking up the

his lips. “You know it’s just going to be a headache

right? Why go?”

a fancy

sighed, resigned. “Just don’t cause any scenes.

drama private.”

scene,” Cicely scoffed, though her words carried

conviction.

stopped speaking, the butler couldn’t help

the Ellis family hasn’t directly involved itself with the

of intricate connections inevitably leads back to

elite circles in P City aren’t extensive, after

at the banquet succeeds, it could directly catapult P

to new heights. Aside from significantly

craftsmanship involved, costuming,

required for constructing various film

all are major components. Once these behind-the-scenes operations

high gear, it would inevitably

significance of

come to my attention that Mr. Diaz had

rely solely on his merits. Regardless of

for two years, and he’s

his individual efforts alone, it’s virtually impossible for him to

access to the

Cicely hadn’t initially attached much

Brody’s explanations, she was struck by

wanted to

get an

said with a

brow furrowed as she glanced at

with just a phone

Brody decided

for Mr. Diaz to approach him

understood what he meant.

father

perhaps a bit foggy.

bumping against each other,

knotted. Her

her confusion, added, “Mr. Diaz

a reason. Perhaps

excused herself. “I need some

ascended the stairs, Creighton

about letting her go? She smashed

the butler asked

level the house in

and luxury cars snaked their

villa at Bayview Haven. While the villa’s

its interior revealed opulent

security, a testament to the exclusivity

event.

rolled smoothly into the parking

trouser leg followed by a tall,

car. Under the glow of the streetlights,

his eyes sweeping casually across the passenger side. After

shirt cuffs, he strode over to the other side

door.

Seth a muted smile. Her hair was

was of the

step back, opting to close the car

twinge of disappointment as

into step beside

invitation at the entrance, Danielle instinctively

The staff glanced at

let them

focused entirely on Seth, dreading any

remained composed all

grand hall.

arm in his, that the stiffness in her smile

the reception—too young amongst a sea of

Some had

their way up in society. How could they compete with those

summit?

wasn’t that young man the boyfriend of

Ellis family? How could he come

for a moment before the

returned. Whispers floated around, mentioning

princess of

waiting for Danielle to arrive, approached as soon

“Danielle. You

faltered slightly as she gripped Seth’s arm tighter

to him.

darkened, unabashedly scrutinizing Seth.

not in the same field, and Seth’s relationship with

why Seth would

instead of Cicely.

pursuing, the one he had impressed

to tonight’s event. Yet here she was, on another

simmered beneath the

with Ray’s disrespectful

and started a conversation. “Thank you for the

chance to meet so many esteemed directors and

be admired, and Ray was no

beamed. “Come, let

tried

Seth, and after a few

“Why

eyes narrowed slightly, a faint smile on his

on her own. She was like a sister to me, I felt

to accompany her,”

by what Seth had said. She knew Patty had sent

Ray’s advances.

effect on

hearing this, Ray paused for a moment, turned to

flash through his mind. He

surprisingly remained silent.

turned to Danielle, suggesting softly, “This is a rare opportunity.

with him and meet

hesitated, “What

in the hall, and I’ll be within

voice unusually tender.

arm reluctantly. Ray

moment, she accepted it.

glance at Seth, then led Danielle into the crowd. After a

back to see Seth smiling reassuringly, allowing her to

and return the smile.

of drinks brushed against Seth, prompting a

of concern from Danielle, but Seth simply shook

and Danielle turned

and Danielle mingled, he complimented her, “You

I’ve never seen you dressed like this before. You seem

once more, “Thank

on Danielle as they walked, and she felt

uncomfortable.

Suarez, of the stage play

with

her eyes lighting up with a

the man before her, whose hair had silvered

Suarez, it’s a pleasure to meet you. I’m a budding stage

adore your play

down a passing waiter and ordered two glasses

and handed the two wine glasses to

beat, Ray handed one of the

his gaze and made his way

the glitz

the handsome and gentlemanly exterior, what

dirty heart was wrapped

the

to be completely swept

radiating happiness. She

*

deeply in the afternoon, woke up a bit late, and by the

makeup, it was

they arrived, the banquet had

had already handed

they were about to be let in, Issac’s

want me to accompany

glanced at him and smiled, “Issac, you look dashing

sure why she suddenly complimented him, but he soon

what if people

also here, and even if he doesn’t get

It could

brow, “He’s brought Danielle with

the subject of their gossip. If that’s

alone is only going to make you the one who’s

words carried an unexpected weight

upset, even angry.

of his emotions, stayed silent for

isn’t as harmonious as it seems. It’s not safe

you. Miss, let

offer. “Really, I’ll

I’ll call

smile, she turned and headed towards the

boutique hotel for

high heels she had bought

slightly unsteady.

Enter title…

the bright

onto the path ahead. Silhouettes of

just outside the doors, shifting her weight from one foot

before straightening her posture and stepping into the

unnoticed. But there she was: a woman

delicate that

the threshold, it was inevitable that she caught

of admiration,

close to the entrance,

could approach, whispers

the crowd.

darling? Why

boyfriend just arrive with another

she dumped or cheated on? Her

at a party. What

how others perceived her. And she certainly

snippets of gossip, but even so,

comments made her uncomfortable.

a few more steps forward, then looked up to find Seth’s intense

on her. He

first encounter of the evening could be

compared to the prospect

by side with

her eyebrow, she walked directly towards Seth. “I’m

of car did

were cold and sharp as he

nodding in approval. “Not bad. Quite

old Benz, I

gaze seemed to intensify, his voice

Now.”

soft chuckle. “What’s the matter?

you afraid my

making a public

one who’s

to be deceived by appearances. But

than your mother, I’m the closest

and I wouldn’t mind. You could have

gala from my father instead

Knowing it would upset me, why

seek trouble

you an explanation, but right now, you need to leave

was a mix of impatience and irritation,

unequivocal command.

send me away? What else are

hiding, Seth?”

what’s going on… Cicely, what are you doing here?” Danielle,

approached out of curiosity,

voice cut

felt as if a bucket of ice water

head, leaving her

with some surprise, then glanced

grim. The dresses on both of

the styles worn by the

dress, Danielle had chosen an elegant

crisp and clean look. In contrast, Cicely wore her

bright features

a natural charm that

was impossible to deny that

Danielle’s complexion

back to

“Don’t tell me this is why you’re in such a hurry to get rid of me.

to pick out

he remained silent. Cicely didn’t press him,

scoffed, “I am furious right now, but I know better than to

leave with me now or we can step outside

private.”

together, fighting the throbbing in

leading

panicked and reached out to him, “Seth, are

here all alone?”

hand,

face darkened

an isolated spot near the villa, beside a large,

her hand, he spoke with a chilly voice,

make it quick.”

be made

lowered his gaze to her, his face was met

sting of a slap. The sound echoed crisply by the

shook her hand that throbbed from the impact, “No wonder

get the dress, the salesperson had this mysterious

was like getting a personalized one. At first,

I know it was

she said that, she suddenly sneered. “They

for me, and the secrecy

me. Hah.”

Cicely felt so aggrieved. No, she actually had never

Even after all these years of her father

had never hurt like this. Her heart felt sour and

constricted.

only let out a bitter laugh, “Starting tomorrow, I’ll

will know

drape another woman, and the punchline? The dress she flaunts was

the one I’m wearing? Bought with my own cash,

clashing at

only made her feel more ridiculous and

with the threat of tears, her eyes reddened but not a

eyes

been humiliated like this, Seth, not once

excuse for why you had to

convinced myself you

slide. But even with all your justifications, did

out a dress for her? Could she have

without your dress?”

words? Then what excuse should I make up this

looked like she might burst into tears

his voice husky, “I’ll have

home.”

head and

grabbed her arm,

scene. Cicely stood firm, her voice cool

If

“Is Isaac waiting outside

take you myself.”

heart sank,

Seth didn’t.

hurting me.” This time, he let

her feet ached fiercely.

now, so there’s no need for you to escort me.

the party without

up, his face set in a stonecold

was flat, without a trace of emotion, “I said, put me

request, his deep

me. But since you keep saying

the banquet

long ago, that if I truly choose another woman,

any more

eyelids twitched, her long lashes fluttering briefly before

“Should I also thank

jaw clenched, “I made a promise to you, and I don’t

lightly.”

should just endure it

do, I won’t be

“Don’t you like me? Is this

leave you easily, and I meant it.

as a hypocrite?”

eyes briefly, her head pounding, feeling

a throbbing pain. “Fine. I’m not feeling well right now, I don’t

I certainly don’t want to see

pick me

“Where does it hurt?”

“My head.”

Seth quickened his pace.

had never felt such disgust for Seth as

moment, but she didn’t have

about to compromise and let him

He squinted in the dim light. Glancing at Cicely, who had just

eyes, he quickened

figure approached rapidly with a phone

in his arms, the man lowered his

otherwise, she might

hushed tone, Cicely caught every word.

gently put her down. “Call Isaac to

“My head is pounding, and you insisted on taking me

was tense, “I have other matters

in for you.”

Cicely a chance to respond, he turned on his

away.

retreating figure

indifference and irony.

gust of wind blew through the corridor, and she shivered. Each step

felt like walking on sharp stones, so she bent down and took

off.

swath of light ahead,

into a sofa in the rest area. Then she

feeling well,

out alone. Find

hung up. She sat for a minute

approaching the front desk.

asked softly, “Miss, are you

cup of

just a

the short wait, across the lobby, near a room, two figures

inside to

hair was disheveled, her posture in disarray. Her one

other seemed

far, and she would never

woman for as

let go

I genuinely like you. You

two scripts. One’s a stage

and I’ll give you the

it just for

need it! I can land roles on my own merit, without your

in this industry actually get ahead

work alone? You think

your parents? The head of the Ellis family won’t treat

you might make it on your own, sure, but

least twenty years. Can you wait

changed ever so slightly. Ray’s words had struck

no matter what, she wouldn’t associate with

life.

none of your

like you, and I can give you whatever you

and as she struggled to break free,

her mind. Looking for

of Cicely watching them. She hesitated, not wanting to ask

for help.

staff member brought some water over, glanced in Danielle’s direction,

away, pretending to have seen

over to the sofa in the

the reception staff seemed oblivious.

seeing such

provoke the ire of

of

turned heads. Cicely

see Danielle enveloped in the man’s embrace, his

Disgusting.

“Help! Cicely!”

took a deep breath,

She raised the shoe

Ray’s head.

pushing Danielle away while clutching his head with

arm with the other.

bloodshot, his grip unnaturally hot. After all,

was in his right mind,

recklessly.

situation yet unable to free

into a room. Staggering, she instinctively looked back

Danielle.

panicked, standing in place and staring

more

the now irrational man, she shook her head,

and finally turned around. Covering her mouth in

panic, she ran away.

closing

corridor had returned to its eerie

away. As Danielle hurried away from the ballroom, a group of people approached

in her

panic.

major event, attended by several

outlets. With the script auction

press was crucial to generate buzz for the

events, entertainment reporters were

to smooth out her dress and tidy her

shifted to the side, hoping to inconspicuously make way

group, pretending that

Enter title…

You didn’t see it

a waiter, followed by a posse of journalists

were questioning him excitedly.

expression of mild distress

who’s been shadowing Mr. Ray all evening helping

that lady is now

off tonight; let’s

heard the waiter’s words and her face turned

lowered her head, attempting to blend into the background.

waiter caught sight of her first, his expression shifting

the plan not succeeded?

prevent it?d2

he asked, his voice tinged with

identified, Danielle shook her

nothing’s wrong.

flashed a barely

that the gentleman who

I happened to see you assisting

something might have happened.”

of panic, barely registered the waiter’s

muttered a thanks and

to sound calm, “I’m fine,

the waiter said as

Danielle’s silhouette from behind, Seth’s gaze briefly

a fleeting second. In that one moment, Seth’s

darkened. He had failed.

who had sniffed out

disappointed.

at the sound of her

tears. “Seth,” she called

about to leave stopped in their tracks at the

slightly as

back with an air of detachment. Looking down

Who upset

no scandal caught in the act,

salvage the situation.

averted her gaze.

Seth’s eyes, gone in an

You must be looking forward to the rest

script auction.”

need, the auction doesn’t concern

feeling unwell. Let’s

studied her for a moment before nodding,

quickly latched onto Seth’s arm. As

down the hallway, biting her lip, her

tightening.

is it?” Seth asked, turning to look

Danielle said with

plan,

He had to patiently stick with

his failure.

her gaze downward, her heart pounding

her decision. Emotions of

swirled within her.

that she had intentionally abandoned Cicely

possibly

raw desire to utterly ruin Cicely far outweighed this

but

of P City’s princess, leading

Seth would never want her again. Even

she would never reconcile

much for the title and status being

bad thing either. She had been overshadowed by Cicely

she had