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.”

“More like he’s the one showing

With his nasty temper, he’s probably dug the pit before

trip

as a fox” didn’t seem

the next, was chilling to even think about. Yet

never

on the call watched Seth, who was nonchalantly accused,

“One day, you’ll

hands in defense, “No thanks, I play things

with a good old-fashioned

with your fists?”

on the call showed

about to share when Seth’s phone rang. Glancing at the caller

there’s nothing else,

phone, he disconnected the

As soon as he answered,

going on? Danielle told me

furrowed, his tone

doing?” Patty’s voice was filled with unmasked displeasure

in his response, “It’s between her and me. The car

I’m fine. Don’t bring

two’?!” Patty’s voice spiked,

a fit like that, sending goons to wreck

here now.” In the background, Danielle’s

trying to calm Patty

hung up

on the screen, sent by

car, Seth. I want

smash it.]

lips twisted into a wry smile, his cool detachment

ever.

office and sliding into his car, Charlie asked, “Where to, Mr.

silence, Seth said indifferently,

Boutique.”

This was

incongruous with his

was the epitome of luxury shopping. It

labels. It

true elites,

up the engine, and with a speculative grin,

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

to cheer up Ms.

furrow crossed Seth’s brow, a flicker

the darkness of

*

on the couch with a frosty expression, while

face etched with a hint

Danielle to

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Patty this riled

Seth ignored her and

unease, stood up

me, so if you’re looking to blame

But seriously, isn’t Cicely having someone trash your car way

to the truths

undid his suit jacket, and the housekeeper

so her throwing a fit is to be

done.”

The anger in Patty’s eyes,

being upset justifies smashing your car? No

me tell you once more, you

take it any further.

to her. She’s throwing a

break it off.”

into a cool half-smile, a hint of frost touching his dark

turned to look at Danielle. His

and chilling to

Charlie walked in from outside. Patty felt

Seth spoke

tomorrow’s gala ready.”

was taken aback, not expecting this.

in Charlie’s hands.

smile. “Mr. Diaz

Boutique before coming

to Seth for confirmation. Seth did not deny

your first time attending a

echoed Charlie’s claim.

to Danielle.

table,

knee-length dress with asymmetric

It’s simple in design,

waned as she stared at the dress. She

this understated,

bit her lip, suppressing

slipped out.

at Seth, “Thank you,

to

less…

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

night.”

couldn’t

seeing him show such thoughtfulness for Danielle

refuse

surprise, he agreed. At that point, she

ultimate goal was achieved, so she

he was also concerned about Danielle being

Ray, who had been doggedly pursuing her, even

her to several cities.

partially orchestrated by Ray, had

invitation she would typically refuse

script auctions—plays, musicals, screenplays—with

producers, and actors in attendance

not open

on establishing herself in the theatrical industry, saw it

invitation coming Ray, she

seizing the chance to pester

lure or intimidate

trouble from Ray at the gala and to make him back off,

in shining armor.”

necessary,

he

her.

you drive Ms. Danielle

“Sure thing.”

Seth had gone upstairs, Patty furrowed her brow. She

they hadn’t finished

dress suited

for the first time was

off, Patty remembered what topic

she glanced at the clock, deciding

pursue Seth further.

*

Cicely received a message

going to be epic. Mr.

cup on the coffee table, and the

screen for a long time, and her

[Tell me what you know.] She demanded,

sofa and ascending the staircase

bedroom, she made a beeline for

with a towel slung over her shoulders, her hair

dripping.

checked her phone and saw a message from Issac. [The

a high-profile affair, all major players from

wants to go but is

asked her

the phone onto the bed

to

than five minutes, Cicely reappeared, her

sat on the edge of the bed, distracted herself with a

once her hair felt almost dry, she slipped under the

she woke feeling groggy, thinking she hadn’t slept well,

dozed off again.

finally got up close to ten, she went downstairs

her listless appearance, couldn’t help but ask,

you feeling unwell?”

taken a stroll outside, set down his water

at her upon hearing the words.

the banister, “I’m fine, probably just

change of seasons. Caught a bit

instruct the cook to prepare

tea, Cicely changed into warmer clothes: a kneelength black A-line skirt with a row

her slender legs. She paired

added a youthful

charm.

of her outfit for the

at home. Spotted a dress I liked, want to see

“You’re feeling better?”

“Much.”

slight heaviness in her head, she

nodded, “Have Issac go

“Alright.”

*

straight for the boutique

dress the day before.

Cicely, welcome back,” the sales associate

her as

Cicely browsed the

“The dress I reserved last night, I’d like to try

prompting Cicely to raise an eyebrow, “Is

problem?”

“Not at all, I’ll fetch it

room,

admiration and envy.

swung open, the other

to resist praising her. “Ms. Cicely, you look absolutely stunning

dress.”

had just arrived, and when they first saw

stunning. The

the price was surprisingly high. The

valuable was probably

sell at all, but before

reserve it. They marveled at the rich taste they

understand.

wearing it, they truly appreciated the designer’s work.

the simple design was transformed into something astonishing

anyone could exude such grace. Raised

of luxury by the Ellis family, even if

look elegant and sophisticated.

Cicely, this dress suits both high-end parties and casual

commented with

the mirror, turning to check the dress from

“I’ll take that dress

dress, Cicely

her own clothes and approached

The cashier listed the prices and handed over a

the mentioned amount and seeing only

“Has there been some kind of

The cashier blinked, “Pardon?”

“What seems to be

Cicely?”

her card on the counter, “You forgot to

included. That

commission.”

then asked with some confusion, “You already

Do you want

then looked up, “I believe I only reserved one

I didn’t

‘another’?”

dawned on the associate, who covered her mouth with

laughed, “My mistake.

him to pick it up. Sorry, Ms.

matters unrelated

but who it

I’ll pay

course,” the associate signaled to the cashier, who

an amount that would sustain an average family for a

packaged the dress, another

The one from

Seth hasn’t had the chance to give it to her yet. If it’s

we

this dress a bit pricey? Getting two of

know?”

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

about it. If we speak up, it’s bad news. If we don’t, it’s just her

and us making an extra sale. We’re all sharp

to give us

the associate took the

she added, “We’ve only stocked two of

you could say it’s practically

right?”

bag from behind.

and

deceit. They claimed there

her it was unique and tailor-made now? Did they really think she

of

of the boutique. Instead, she

of heels that would match the dress perfectly. After

dress pop. Sure, they can be a

felt it was

just wasn’t used to

little bloodshed, one day she’d

the shoes and settled the bill,

to browse a bit more

she thought she

easily.

she was, the very woman she had slapped

on

chains.

and an unmistakable mutual distaste hung in the

the

couldn’t help but smirk.

Enter title…

expression darkened. She stood up

mirror to check out the sandals

the mall much. What brings you here?”

Cicely.d2

paused, arms crossed, boredom etched on her face as she

the mirror. “Stalking you,

her

chuckled softly, “Is that the answer you wanted to

didn’t respond. Cicely gave her a

to a display case, picking up another

I’m doing here is none of

acknowledge each other. Isn’t it nauseating

the shoe back on the display and walked out

Danielle staring coldly after her in

exchanged awkward looks.

was well-known, but to witness such disdain

lady raised in the Ellis family,

Cicely’s couldn’t be adequately

sight of the gaze of the two sales

wave of embarrassment suddenly

…

got into the elevator, Cicely casually asked, “Where is tonight’s

being held?”

Issac replied, “At the Watson family’s

Imperial Bay.”

an eyebrow, “That’s quite

Issac didn’t respond.

hard to

“You

invitation.”

an event have to be that my father

get involved?” After a few seconds of

“Alright then.”

pulled out her

time Cicely reached home, Creighton was

table lay

picking up the invite with

know it’s just going to be

right? Why go?”

horizons at a fancy shindig? Never

cause any

drama private.”

a scene,” Cicely scoffed, though her words

conviction.

stopped speaking, the butler

directly

the myriad of intricate connections inevitably leads back

elite circles in P

the script auction at the banquet succeeds, it

Aside from significantly boosting average

levels, the craftsmanship involved,

required for constructing various

major components. Once these

high gear, it would inevitably concern the Ellis family,

of

come to my attention that Mr. Diaz had a keen interest in

but intended to rely solely on his merits.

a leadership role for two years, and he’s still enrolled in

efforts alone, it’s virtually impossible for

access to

initially attached

Brody’s explanations, she was struck by

“Seth wanted to go and

even know how to get

a

she glanced at

with just

Cicely’s current confusion, Brody decided to

waiting for Mr. Diaz to approach him for

he could finish, Cicely understood what

father for

was perhaps a

her mind were bumping against each other, like entangled

Her complexion

confusion, added, “Mr. Diaz is bringing Danielle

Perhaps

excused herself.

ascended the stairs, Creighton

letting her

the butler

might level the house

and luxury cars snaked their way to the

villa at Bayview Haven. While the villa’s exterior

opulent seclusion.

a testament to

event.

into the

a crisply pressed trouser leg

the car. Under the glow of the streetlights, his face was

casually across the passenger side. After a

his shirt cuffs, he strode over

door.

flashing Seth a muted smile. Her hair

was of the

step back, opting

of disappointment as she clasped her

step

invitation at the entrance,

glanced

let

focused entirely

composed all the way to the

grand hall.

her arm in his, that the stiffness in her

reception—too young amongst a

spent lifetimes earning their place. Some had

way up in society. How could they compete with those born atop

summit?

memory, wasn’t that young man the boyfriend

family? How could he come

a moment

Whispers floated around, mentioning the Ellis family

temperamental princess of P City,

waiting for Danielle

her. “Danielle. You look

as she gripped Seth’s arm tighter and leaned in

to him.

unabashedly scrutinizing Seth.

and

P City. Ray couldn’t fathom why Seth would show up with

instead of Cicely.

pursuing, the one he had impressed

Yet here she was,

simmered

Ray’s

a conversation. “Thank you for

had the chance to meet so many esteemed

admired, and Ray was no exception. “Just

let me introduce

Danielle instinctively tried

remained on Seth, and after a few seconds,

exuding confidence. “Why are you here with

a faint smile on his lips. “It was quite unsafe

own. She was like a sister to me,

accompany her,”

stung by what Seth had said. She knew Patty had sent Seth

Ray’s advances. Now what Seth

no effect on Ray’s

Ray paused for a moment, turned to look at

through his mind. He blinked

surprisingly remained silent.

turned to Danielle, suggesting softly, “This is a

some time with him and meet some industry

hesitated, “What

in the hall, and I’ll

voice unusually tender.

reluctantly. Ray quickly offered his, and

moment, she accepted it.

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

Seth smiling reassuringly,

and return the smile.

of drinks brushed against Seth,

of concern from Danielle, but Seth simply

and Danielle turned

he

dressed like

once more, “Thank

as they walked, and

uncomfortable.

Danielle, this is Director Suarez, of the stage play

familiar with his

reality, her eyes lighting up with a mix

faced the man before her, whose

it’s a pleasure to meet you.

adore your play ‘The

a passing waiter and ordered

his tray and handed the two wine

Ray handed one of

and made his way

over the glitz

gentlemanly exterior, what kind

dirty heart

the same. Including

swept away by Ray’s

She genuinely loved

*

up a bit late,

it was a

banquet had

had already handed the invitation to

be let in, Issac’s voice came from behind

me to accompany

and smiled, “Issac,

why she suddenly complimented him, but

but what if people think you’re

“He’s also here, and even if he doesn’t

It could

furrowed his brow, “He’s brought Danielle

the subject of their gossip. If that’s

is only going to make you the one

carried an

upset, even angry.

his emotions, stayed silent for a

harmonious

let me

offer. “Really, I’ll be

up, I’ll call

turned and

converted into a boutique hotel for the evening’s

had bought earlier that day, her steps careful

slightly unsteady.

Enter title…

the bright lights from the hotel’s

the path ahead. Silhouettes of guests

the doors, shifting her weight from one

straightening her posture and stepping into

silent arrival should have gone unnoticed. But there

and delicate that she captured attention effortlessly.

inevitable that

an initial wave of admiration, more curious and envious

a corner close to the entrance,

could approach, whispers began to circulate

the crowd.

that the Ellis family’s darling? Why is she here

boyfriend just arrive with another

on? Her man arrives arm-in-arm with

she is, solo at a party. What if

never cared for how others perceived her.

gossip, but even so, the deliberately hushed yet

comments made her uncomfortable.

a few more steps forward, then looked

on her. He was

the evening could be considered passable,

had expected, especially compared

by side with

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

kind of car did you bring

were cold and sharp as he replied. “A

a half-smile, nodding in approval. “Not

from your old Benz,

intensify, his voice as cold as

Now.”

Cicely let out a soft chuckle. “What’s the matter? Is it

here, or are you

public spectacle with

one

be deceived by

Other than your mother, I’m the closest

I have, you can use, and I wouldn’t mind. You

tonight’s gala from my father instead of going through

with Danielle. Knowing it would upset me, why did you

seek trouble

right now, you need to leave this place

expression was a mix of impatience and irritation,

unequivocal command.

“So eager to send me away? What else

hiding, Seth?”

going on… Cicely, what are

everyone’s attention, approached out of curiosity,

could reply, Danielle’s voice

felt as if a bucket of ice water

her

with some surprise,

gradually turned grim. The dresses on both

worn by the two were

the dress, Danielle had chosen an elegant updo

creating a crisp and clean look. In contrast, Cicely wore her

bright features

natural charm that was

striking, but it was impossible to deny that Cicely

Danielle’s complexion soured with

eyes moved from Danielle back

why you’re in such

go to the store to

he remained silent. Cicely didn’t

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

me now or we can step outside

private.”

his lips together, fighting the throbbing

hand, leading her

him, “Seth, are you going to

here all alone?”

hand, “I’ll be back

face darkened

to an isolated spot near the villa, beside a large,

hand, he spoke with a chilly

make it quick.”

be made quick,”

he lowered his gaze

slap. The sound echoed

shook her hand that throbbed from the impact, “No

get the dress, the salesperson had this mysterious look and

like getting a personalized one. At

know

that, she suddenly sneered. “They must have thought you

me, and the secrecy was because you wanted

me. Hah.”

felt so aggrieved. No, she actually had

of her father dividing

had never hurt like this. Her

constricted.

could only let out a bitter laugh, “Starting tomorrow,

and bagels. Everyone will know that the surprise meant for

drape another woman, and the punchline? The dress she

the one I’m wearing? Bought with my

we’re clashing at the same

it out loud only made her feel more ridiculous and sad. Her voice

eyes reddened but not

icy look in Seth’s eyes melted away in

Seth, not once in my life. Before

why you had to bring

anger, and convinced myself

But even with all

her? Could she

without your dress?”

excuse should

She looked like she might burst

apple bobbed, his voice husky, “I’ll

home.”

head and stared at

getting a response, Seth grabbed her arm, intent

stood firm, her

home? If not, let me

waiting outside for

take you myself.”

sank,

Seth didn’t.

me.” This time, he

felt heavy, and her feet ached fiercely.

to escort me. I’ll call Isaac, and you

to the party without worrying about

scooped Cicely up, his face

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

Seth didn’t heed her request, his deep voice

you keep saying you like me, you’ll

I bring to the banquet today or whatever rumors

I told you not long ago, that if I truly choose another

any more

her long lashes

I also thank you for not dumping me

jaw clenched, “I made a promise to

lightly.”

just endure it all? Do you think I’m

do, I won’t

“Don’t you like me? Is this the extent

leave you easily, and

as a hypocrite?”

closed her eyes briefly, her head pounding, feeling a surge of

way to a throbbing pain. “Fine. I’m not feeling

and I certainly don’t want to see

to pick me

“Where does it hurt?”

“My head.”

Seth quickened his pace.

was thoroughly annoyed. She had never felt such disgust

that moment, but she didn’t have the energy to keep

compromise and let

squinted in the dim light. Glancing at Cicely, who

eyes, he quickened

phone in hand. “Sir, they

in his arms, the

hurry, otherwise, she might actually be

hushed tone, Cicely caught every word. Seth stopped, looked

then gently put her down. “Call Isaac

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

face was tense, “I have other matters to attend to now. Tell Isaac to

in for you.”

a chance to respond, he turned on his heel and

away.

dizzily, watching Seth’s retreating figure with an expression

indifference and irony.

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

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

off.

a few steps, saw a swath of light

sinking into a sofa in the rest area. Then

“I’m not feeling well, my feet

to walk out alone. Find a way to come

a response from Isaac, she hung up.

the front desk. The staff, noticing her

softly, “Miss, are

cup of water,

course, just

lobby, near a room, two figures seemed

to the

her posture in disarray. Her one

other seemed

The distance wasn’t far, and she would

the woman for as long as she

let go

I genuinely like you.

picked out the best two scripts. One’s a stage play, coveted by

and I’ll give you the

it just for

can land roles on

naive. How many in this

and hard work alone? You think you’re not

of the Ellis family

don’t have my help, you might make it on your own, sure,

at least twenty years. Can you wait that

changed ever so slightly. Ray’s words had struck

what, she wouldn’t associate with someone like Ray and

life.

none of your business. Let me

and I can give you whatever

match Ray’s strength, and as she

her mind. Looking

watching them. She hesitated, not

for help.

some water over, glanced

looked away, pretending to have

walked over to the sofa in the

and the reception staff

staff, probably accustomed to seeing such scenes, would rather secure

provoke the ire

of

scream turned heads. Cicely

the man’s embrace, his

Disgusting.

“Help! Cicely!”

eyes, took a deep breath, grabbed

the shoe high

Ray’s head.

Danielle away while clutching his head

grabbing Cicely’s arm with the other. “How dare you

were bloodshot, his grip unnaturally hot. After all,

was in his right mind, he wouldn’t dare

recklessly.

of the situation yet

room. Staggering,

Danielle.

in place and staring at her. When their

turned even more startled. She

as she watched the now irrational man, she

back, and finally turned around. Covering her mouth in a state

panic, she ran away.

thud of the door closing echoed behind her. Danielle

saw the corridor had returned to its eerie quiet. Biting her

away from the ballroom, a group

froze in her

panic.

major event, attended

outlets. With the script auction being

buzz for

reporters were

tried to smooth out her dress and

hoping to

that

Enter title…

about what you said? You didn’t see it wrong?”

a young man dressed as a waiter,

were questioning him excitedly.

of mild

woman who’s been shadowing Mr. Ray all evening helping

gentleman who came with that lady is now

seemed off tonight; let’s hope nothing serious

Danielle heard the waiter’s words and her

She lowered her head, attempting to blend into

waiter caught sight of her first,

his brow. Had the plan not succeeded?

prevent it?d2

you alright?” he asked, his voice

shook her

wrong. Did

barely

just that the gentleman who accompanied you has

you assisting Mr. Ray to leave and

something might have happened.”

mind a whirlwind of panic, barely

she muttered a thanks and tucked a loose strand

ear, trying to sound calm, “I’m

said as Seth’s figure

behind, Seth’s gaze briefly

fleeting second.

darkened. He had failed.

reporters who had sniffed out something fishy were

disappointed.

of

“Seth,” she called

journalists who had been about to leave stopped

ever so slightly as he gently pushed Danielle

with an air of detachment. Looking down at her,

wrong? Who

there had been no scandal caught in the act, now was

salvage the situation.

hesitated, then averted her gaze. “Nothing, it’s

flickered through Seth’s eyes, gone in an instant. “Since

You must be looking

script auction.”

her head, “No need, the auction doesn’t

feeling unwell. Let’s

her for a moment before nodding, “Alright, let’s

quickly latched onto Seth’s arm.

down the hallway, biting her

tightening.

it?” Seth asked,

with

plan, but using her

had to patiently stick with her through the evening,

his failure.

gaze downward, her heart pounding

her decision. Emotions of shame,

swirled within her.

that she had intentionally

they would possibly detest her. Yet,

desire to utterly

kill her, but Cicely would be ruined

reputation of P City’s princess, leading

More importantly, Seth would never want her

character, she would never reconcile

care much for the title and status being

either. She had been overshadowed by Cicely

and she