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.”

he’s the one showing others

temper, he’s probably

even trip

as a fox” didn’t seem to cover

deadly the next, was chilling to even think about. Yet

had never truly

the call watched Seth,

day, you’ll

defense, “No

an issue, let’s settle it with

with your fists?”

on the call showed interest, “How good are we

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

himself, “If there’s nothing else,

phone, he disconnected the

soon as he answered, she bombarded him

going on? Danielle told

his tone

Patty’s voice was filled with

stood, firm in his response, “It’s between her and

I’m fine. Don’t

do you mean ‘between you two’?!” Patty’s voice spiked,

a woman throwing a fit like that, sending goons to wreck

the eye-opener. Get back here now.”

be faintly heard, trying

hung up

the screen, sent by Cicely an hour

the car, Seth. I want to feel a

smash it.]

lips twisted into a wry smile, his cool detachment more

ever.

office and sliding into his car,

of silence, Seth said indifferently, “Take

Boutique.”

somewhat taken aback. This was the first time he had

place so incongruous with

was the epitome of luxury shopping. It was

prestigious labels. It was where the crème

elites, went to

with a speculative grin, teased, “So,

Ms. Cicely’s good graces?”Charlie revved up

up Ms.

nearly imperceptible furrow crossed Seth’s brow,

the darkness

*

the couch with a frosty

face etched with

Danielle to quickly stand

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and getting Patty this riled up was bound

ignored her and focused his

unease, stood up and glared at Seth coldly.

so if you’re looking to blame someone,

Cicely having someone trash

the truths Danielle shared

casually undid his suit jacket, and the housekeeper hurried to

angry with me, so her throwing a fit

done.”

unease. The anger in

justifies smashing your car?

heart. Seth, let me tell you

further.

throwing a tantrum, right? Perfect timing

break it off.”

cool half-smile, a hint

to Patty, instead, he turned to look at Danielle. His face

and

moment, Charlie walked in from outside.

spoke up.”I’ve got

tomorrow’s gala ready.”

aback, not expecting this. Danielle

in Charlie’s hands.

gaze with a stiff smile. “Mr. Diaz picked this out for you

before

in disbelief, Danielle looked to Seth

is your first time attending a gala. You should prepare

echoed Charlie’s claim.

box to Danielle. She

table, and

dress with asymmetric shoulder

brooch at the left breast. It’s simple

she stared at

gown, not this understated, albeit

seemed more suited for… She bit her lip, suppressing the name

slipped out.

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

did he go out of his way to get

less…

that matters,”

night.”

couldn’t fathom any reason for

However, seeing him show such thoughtfulness for

might refuse

To her surprise, he agreed. At that

goal was achieved, so she had nothing

he was also concerned about

been doggedly pursuing her,

her to several cities.

orchestrated by Ray,

invitation she would typically refuse without hesitation.

script auctions—plays,

screenwriters, producers, and actors in attendance

open to

the theatrical industry, saw it as

Ray, she didn’t want to turn it

she was wary of Ray seizing the chance to pester her, perhaps even

or

prevent any trouble from Ray at the gala and to make him back

play the role of her “knight in shining armor.” She had been

necessary, but he had surprisingly

And not only did he agree, but he went as far as

her.

drive Ms. Danielle

“Sure thing.”

gone upstairs, Patty furrowed her

they

dress suited best,

first time was enough

remembered what topic had been

she glanced at the clock, deciding not

pursue Seth further.

*

milk, Cicely

is going to be epic. Mr.

the coffee table, and the cup made

stared at the mobile phone screen for

bit. [Tell me what you

ascending the staircase with phone in

a beeline for the bathroom. After

emerged with a towel slung over

dripping.

phone and saw a message from Issac. [The Peck

It’s a high-profile affair,

go but is worried about Mr.

Mrs. Diaz asked her son to accompany

tossed the phone onto the bed

bathroom to blow-dry her

five minutes, Cicely reappeared, her hair

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

felt almost

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

dozed off again.

she finally got up close to ten, she

her listless appearance, couldn’t help but

you feeling unwell?”

stroll outside, set down

hearing the words.

on the banister,

Caught

instruct the cook to prepare

warmer clothes: a kneelength black A-line skirt with a row of buttons down

slender legs. She paired it with a

added

charm.

approved of her outfit

home. Spotted a dress I liked, want

“You’re feeling better?”

“Much.”

from a slight heaviness in her head, she felt

Issac go with

“Alright.”

*

Cicely headed straight for

dress the day before.

Cicely, welcome back,” the sales

as a

a brief acknowledgment, Cicely browsed the store

I reserved last night, I’d like to

Cicely to raise an eyebrow, “Is

problem?”

recovering, the associate smiled, “Not at all, I’ll fetch it for

room,

admiration and envy.

swung open, the other staff members were

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

dress.”

had just arrived,

particularly stunning. The

highlights. However, the price was

valuable was probably the brooch on

if it would sell at all, but before their worries

called to reserve it. They marveled at the rich

understand.

seeing Cicely wearing it, they

simple design was transformed into

course, not just anyone could exude

family, even if Cicely were to

look elegant and sophisticated.

both high-end parties and casual wear,” the

with

the mirror, turning to

then nodded, “I’ll take

fetched the dress,

her own

cashier listed the prices

and seeing only a single

there been some kind of

The cashier blinked, “Pardon?”

quickly interjected, “What seems to

Cicely?”

counter,

the price wasn’t included. That dress

commission.”

with some confusion, “You

you? Do you want another

“I believe I only reserved one dress over

pay, and I didn’t

‘another’?”

dawned on the associate, who covered her

then quickly laughed, “My mistake. Another customer reserved the

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

matters unrelated to

same dress, but who it was

it up. I’ll pay by

associate signaled to the cashier, who swiped the

an amount that would sustain an average family for a

packaged the dress, another whispered, “Are we still

get another one? The one from

Mr. Seth hasn’t had the chance to

wouldn’t we be spoiling

two of the

know?”

on cash?

about it. If we speak up, it’s bad

making an extra sale. We’re

nobody’s going to

the associate took the packaged bag and

added, “We’ve only stocked two of

branch. In a way, you could say it’s practically your own private

right?”

the bag from behind.

and remained

unabashed flattery and deceit. They claimed there were two,

and tailor-made

kind of

out of the boutique. Instead, she

out a pair of heels that would match the

a dress pop. Sure, they

it was worth

used to them. Perhaps after a few

a little

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

to browse a bit more before leaving.

someone she thought she wouldn’t see

easily.

the very woman she

a bench, trying on a pair of

chains.

met, and an unmistakable mutual distaste hung in the

glance at the sandals the woman was

couldn’t help but smirk.

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She stood up and walked

a full-length mirror to check out the sandals

see you hit the mall much. What brings you here?” It was

Cicely.d2

crossed, boredom etched on her face as she turned to

the mirror.

up, meeting her gaze

softly, “Is that the answer you wanted to

gave her a sidelong glance,

to a display

of

each other. Isn’t it

the shoe back on the display and walked out without a

her in the mirror. The two

exchanged awkward looks. The Ellis

witness such

lady raised in the Ellis family, this frank

adequately mimicked by

of the gaze of the two sales associates through the

of embarrassment suddenly washed over

…

Cicely casually asked, “Where is

being held?”

her, Issac replied, “At the

Imperial Bay.”

quite an extravagant choice

Issac didn’t respond.

to get

from the side, “You might need your

invitation.”

frowned, “How prestigious does an event have to be that

few seconds of silence, she walked

“Alright then.”

she pulled out her phone and dialed

home, Creighton was waiting for her

table lay a black, gold-embossed

up the

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

right? Why go?”

horizons at a fancy shindig? Never been to one

cause

drama private.”

scene,” Cicely scoffed, though her words carried

conviction.

had stopped speaking, the butler couldn’t help

directly

the myriad of intricate connections

elite circles in

auction at the banquet

to new heights. Aside from significantly boosting

the craftsmanship involved, costuming, and particularly

for constructing various

components. Once these behind-the-scenes operations

it would inevitably concern the Ellis family, emphasizing

significance of this

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

rely solely on his merits. Regardless of

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

efforts alone, it’s

to

truth, Cicely hadn’t initially attached

struck

“Seth wanted

didn’t even know how to get an invitation,

with a hint of

as she glanced at

with just a phone

confusion, Brody decided to add more,

Mr. Diaz to approach him for help,

Cicely understood what

her father

mind was perhaps a bit foggy.

mind were bumping against each other,

Her

butler, sensing her confusion, added, “Mr. Diaz is bringing Danielle

reason. Perhaps he

excused herself. “I need

the stairs, Creighton and the butler exchanged

we sure about letting her

the butler asked

her, she might level

evening approached, and luxury cars snaked their way to

Bayview Haven. While the villa’s

its interior revealed opulent seclusion. Guests arrived,

tight security, a testament to the exclusivity of the

event.

smoothly into the parking

a crisply pressed trouser leg

of the streetlights, his face was

across the passenger side. After a

over to the other side

door.

stepped out, flashing Seth a muted smile. Her hair

was of the finest

a valet approaching, Seth took a step back, opting to close the

twinge of disappointment as she clasped her purse

step beside

their invitation at the entrance, Danielle

Seth’s. The staff glanced at them both, welcomed

and let them

breath, focused entirely on Seth,

composed all the

grand hall.

only after checking her arm in his, that the

reception—too young amongst

spent lifetimes earning their place. Some had traded youth

up in society. How could they

summit?

wasn’t that young man the boyfriend

How could he

silence lasted just for a moment before the previous lively

floated around,

of P

waiting for Danielle

her. “Danielle. You

as she gripped

to him.

darkened, unabashedly scrutinizing Seth. They

not in the same field, and Seth’s relationship

Ray couldn’t fathom why Seth

instead of Cicely.

the woman Ray was pursuing, the one he had impressed with

Yet here she

frustration simmered beneath

Ray’s disrespectful stare. To deflect,

“Thank you for

have had the chance to meet so many esteemed directors

to be admired, and

let me

moved closer, Danielle instinctively tried to dodge, but Seth

and after

exuding confidence. “Why are you here

eyes narrowed slightly, a faint smile on his lips.

here on her own. She was

accompany her,”

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

discourage Ray’s advances. Now what Seth had

effect on Ray’s pestering

this, Ray paused for a moment, turned to look

through his mind. He blinked awkwardly

surprisingly remained silent.

softly, “This is a rare

with him

“What about

and I’ll be within sight,”

voice unusually tender.

reluctantly. Ray quickly offered his,

moment, she accepted it.

stole one last glance at Seth, then led

to see Seth

and return the smile.

server carrying a tray of drinks brushed against Seth,

concern from Danielle, but Seth simply shook his head

and Danielle turned

Ray and Danielle mingled, he complimented her,

seen you dressed like this before. You

smile stiffened once more, “Thank

gaze lingered on Danielle as

uncomfortable.

Suarez, of the

familiar with his

snapped back to reality, her eyes lighting up with a mix

man before

you. I’m a budding stage actress,

adore your play

flagged down a

his tray and handed the two wine

missing a beat, Ray handed one of the

way to a corner nearest

the glitz and glamour of

and gentlemanly exterior, what kind of

heart

the

seemed to be completely swept away by

She genuinely loved

*

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

and finished her makeup, it was a bit later than she

had not been going

the car, Cicely had already handed

were about to be let in, Issac’s voice came from behind her, “Miss,

want me to

and smiled, “Issac, you look dashing

why she suddenly complimented him, but he

that, but what if

and even if

talk. It

furrowed his brow, “He’s brought Danielle with

of

is only going to make you the

words carried an unexpected weight of emotion. He

upset, even angry.

aback. Isaac became aware of his emotions,

said. “The scene inside isn’t as harmonious as it seems. It’s not safe

like you. Miss, let me accompany

the offer.

I’ll call

and headed towards the grand

into a boutique hotel for the evening’s soiree. She was

bought earlier that

slightly unsteady.

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the ornate entrance, the bright lights from the hotel’s

onto the path ahead. Silhouettes of guests mingled and

just outside the doors, shifting her

before straightening her posture and stepping into

have gone unnoticed.

and delicate that she

threshold, it was inevitable that she caught the eye of a

wave of admiration, more curious and envious glances

the entrance,

could approach,

the crowd.

darling? Why is she here

boyfriend just arrive with

on? Her man arrives

party. What if they

how others perceived her.

snippets of gossip, but even so, the deliberately

comments made her uncomfortable.

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

on her. He was

evening could be

expected, especially compared to the

side with

she walked directly towards

kind of car

sharp as he replied. “A

nodding in approval. “Not bad.

old

gaze seemed to intensify, his

Now.”

out a soft chuckle. “What’s the matter?

you afraid my presence

a public spectacle with

one who’s

not foolish enough to be deceived by appearances.

the closest person

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

invitation to tonight’s gala from my father instead of going

Knowing it would upset me, why did you act

trouble

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

Seth’s expression was a mix of

unequivocal command.

send me

hiding, Seth?”

are you

of everyone’s attention, approached out of curiosity, only

Danielle’s voice cut through the air,

if a bucket of ice

leaving her chilled to

also watched Cicely with some surprise, then glanced down at

grim. The dresses on both

but the styles worn by the two were worlds

had chosen an elegant updo and

crisp and clean look. In contrast, Cicely wore her

her shoulders, her bright features lightly

natural charm that was stunning and

was impossible to deny that Cicely

Danielle’s complexion soured

from Danielle back to

you’re in such a hurry to get

personally go to the store to pick out

remained

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

me now or

private.”

lips together, fighting the throbbing in his

hand, leading

him, “Seth, are you going

here all alone?”

withdrew his hand, “I’ll

face

spot near the villa,

a chilly voice, “If you have

make it quick.”

can’t be made quick,” she

frown deepened, and as he lowered his gaze to her, his face was

sharp sting of a slap. The sound

throbbed from the impact,

the dress, the salesperson had this mysterious look

was like getting a

little did I know

she suddenly sneered. “They must have

me, and the secrecy was because

me. Hah.”

had Cicely felt so aggrieved. No, she

all these years of her father dividing his affection

it had never hurt like this. Her heart felt sour and tight,

constricted.

bitter laugh, “Starting tomorrow, I’ll be the joke

bagels. Everyone will know that the

punchline?

man while the one I’m wearing? Bought with my

we’re clashing at

her feel more ridiculous

of tears, her eyes reddened

in Seth’s eyes melted

been humiliated like this, Seth, not once in my

you had to

my anger, and convinced myself

But even with all your justifications, did you really have

dress for her? Could she have come

without your dress?”

excuse should I make

might

voice husky, “I’ll have

home.”

her head and

response, Seth grabbed her arm, intent on forcibly

stood firm, her voice cool and

If not, let me

Isaac waiting outside for you? Call

take you myself.”

heart sank,

Seth didn’t.

This time, he let

ached fiercely. “I don’t

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

party without worrying about

He scooped Cicely up, his face set in

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

request, his deep voice echoing. “I

saw in me. But since you keep saying you like me, you’ll have

bring to the banquet today or whatever

long ago, that if I truly choose

more time

twitched, her long lashes

thank you

a promise to you, and I don’t break

lightly.”

just endure it all? Do you think I’m

do, I

you like me? Is this

said I wouldn’t leave you easily, and I

as a hypocrite?”

briefly, her head pounding, feeling a

“Fine. I’m not feeling well right now, I

and I certainly don’t want to see you anymore. Put

pick me

“Where does it hurt?”

“My head.”

Seth quickened his pace.

never felt such disgust

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

compromise and let him carry her

light. Glancing at Cicely, who had just

eyes, he quickened

figure approached rapidly with a phone in hand.

woman in his arms,

she might actually be in

hushed tone, Cicely caught every word. Seth

her, and then gently put her down. “Call Isaac to

“My head is pounding, and

face was tense, “I have other matters to attend

in for you.”

Cicely a chance to respond, he

away.

dizzily, watching Seth’s retreating figure with an

indifference and irony.

corridor, and she shivered. Each step

felt like walking on sharp stones, so she

off.

saw a swath of light ahead, and

lobby, sinking into a sofa in the rest area.

called Isaac. “I’m not feeling well, my feet hurt like

walk out alone. Find a way to

she hung up. She sat for a minute

desk. The staff, noticing

softly, “Miss,

“A cup

course, just

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

to

woman’s hair was disheveled, her posture in disarray. Her one

other

The distance wasn’t far, and

the woman for as

let go

you look so beautiful today. I genuinely like

scripts. One’s a stage play, coveted by

I’ll give you the lead role, isn’t that

it just

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

so naive. How many in this industry

think you’re

the Ellis family won’t treat you like

have my help, you might make it on

least twenty years. Can

ever so slightly.

no matter what, she wouldn’t associate with someone like Ray

life.

your business. Let me

I can give

couldn’t match Ray’s strength, and as she struggled to break free, a mix

irritation flooded her mind. Looking for

them. She

for help.

brought some water over, glanced in

away, pretending to

the water, walked over to

staff seemed oblivious.

staff, probably accustomed to seeing such scenes, would rather

than provoke the ire of some rich

of me.

heads. Cicely frowned and looked back,

the man’s embrace, his head buried

Disgusting.

“Help! Cicely!”

took a deep breath, grabbed the high heel next

over. She raised the shoe high and brought it

Ray’s head.

cried out in pain, pushing Danielle

and grabbing Cicely’s arm with the other.

unnaturally hot. After all, Danielle was

of the Ellis family. If he was in his

recklessly.

situation yet

into a room. Staggering,

Danielle.

standing in place and staring at her. When their

her expression turned even more startled. She

now irrational

around. Covering her

panic, she ran away.

of the door closing echoed behind her.

corridor had returned to its eerie quiet. Biting

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

opposite direction. She froze in her tracks, her face betraying a flurry

panic.

was a major event,

the script auction being the highlight, the

crucial to generate buzz

events, entertainment reporters

to smooth out her dress and tidy her

side, hoping to inconspicuously make way

pretending that nothing

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said? You didn’t see it wrong?”

waiter, followed by a

were questioning him excitedly.

wore an expression of mild distress but confirmed,

been shadowing Mr. Ray all evening helping

is now

let’s

Danielle heard the waiter’s words and

head, attempting to blend into the background.

of her first, his expression shifting momentarily

not succeeded? Or had

prevent it?d2

he asked, his voice tinged

Danielle shook

wrong. Did

flashed a barely

who accompanied you has been

see you assisting Mr.

something might have happened.”

of panic,

muttered a thanks and tucked a

trying to sound calm, “I’m fine,

said as Seth’s figure appeared at

from behind, Seth’s gaze briefly intersected

a fleeting second. In that

darkened. He had failed.

sniffed out

disappointed.

around at the sound of her name, her eyes instantly

she called out, staggering into his

who had been about to leave stopped in their tracks

eyes narrowed ever so slightly as he

air of detachment. Looking down

Who upset

no scandal caught in the act, now was

salvage the situation.

then averted her gaze.

Seth’s eyes, gone in

the ballroom. You must be looking forward

script auction.”

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

feeling unwell.

for a moment before

Seth’s arm. As they passed the

hallway, biting her lip,

tightening.

Seth asked,

Danielle said with a

entire plan, but using her

had to patiently stick

his failure.

her gaze downward, her heart

of her decision. Emotions of shame, self-reproach, and

swirled within her.

the Ellis family learn that she had intentionally abandoned

withheld information, they would possibly

moment, the raw desire to utterly ruin Cicely far outweighed

Ellis family wouldn’t actually kill her, but Cicely would

tarnish the reputation of P City’s princess, leading to

importantly, Seth would never want her again. Even if

willing, given Cicely’s character, she would

much for the title and status being

thing either. She had been overshadowed by Cicely

and she had had