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 others how harsh and

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

even trip

as a fox” didn’t seem to cover Seth.

second and deadly the next, was chilling to

had never truly been

on the call watched Seth, who was

“One day,

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

it with

with your fists?”

Someone on the call showed interest,

about to share when Seth’s phone

“If there’s

he disconnected

the line. As soon as he

told me your car got

his tone cool,

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

his response, “It’s between her and

fine. Don’t bring

mean ‘between you two’?!”

throwing a fit like that, sending goons to wreck a man’s

Get back here now.” In the background, Danielle’s

trying

hung up

message notification lingered on the screen, sent by Cicely an hour

car, Seth. I want to feel a sense of achievement

smash it.]

lips twisted into a wry smile,

ever.

sliding into his car, Charlie asked, “Where to,

a few seconds of silence, Seth said indifferently, “Take me

Boutique.”

somewhat taken aback. This was the first time he had

so incongruous with his usual

of luxury shopping. It

labels. It was where

elites,

up the engine, and with a speculative grin, teased, “So, have

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

cheer up

Seth’s brow, a

darkness of

*

with a frosty expression,

with a hint of

walked in, prompting Danielle to quickly stand

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this riled up

Sure enough, Seth ignored her and focused his gaze on

stood up and glared at Seth

into telling me, so if you’re looking to blame someone,

isn’t Cicely having someone

to the truths Danielle

his suit jacket, and

so her throwing a fit is to

done.”

flickered with unease. The anger in

smashing your

let me tell

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

a tantrum, right?

break it off.”

a hint of frost touching his

turned to look at Danielle.

foreign and chilling to

walked in from outside.

but Seth spoke up.”I’ve got your gown

tomorrow’s gala ready.”

aback, not expecting this. Danielle

in Charlie’s hands.

gaze with a stiff smile.

before

to Seth for confirmation. Seth did not deny

your first time attending a gala. You should

echoed Charlie’s claim.

the box to Danielle. She

coffee table, and carefully opened

a white knee-length dress with asymmetric shoulder straps and

the left breast. It’s

excitement waned as she stared at the dress. She

gown, not this understated, albeit

more suited for… She bit her lip, suppressing the

slipped out.

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

to get her a

less…

like it, that’s all that matters,” Seth said coolly.

night.”

puzzled by Seth’s behavior, couldn’t fathom

show such thoughtfulness

refuse when she first

her surprise, he agreed. At that point, she was

was achieved, so she had nothing

about Danielle

been doggedly pursuing her,

her to several cities.

gala, partially orchestrated by Ray, had extended an invitation

invitation she would typically refuse without

auctions—plays,

and actors in attendance offered

not open

the theatrical industry, saw it as a

invitation coming Ray, she didn’t want to turn it

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

or

at the gala and to make

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

him into agreeing if necessary, but he had surprisingly

he agree, but he went as far as to prepare a

her.

you drive

“Sure thing.”

her brow. She felt as

they hadn’t finished

suited best, receiving such a considerate

first time was enough to make

Patty remembered what topic

as she glanced at the clock, deciding

pursue Seth further.

*

Cicely

is going to be epic. Mr. Diaz is

the coffee table, and

the mobile phone screen for a long time,

[Tell me what you know.] She demanded, rising from

and ascending the staircase with

her bedroom, she made a

she emerged with a towel slung

dripping.

saw a message from Issac. [The

a high-profile affair, all

Danielle wants to go but

her, so Mrs. Diaz asked her son to accompany Miss

snorted derisively. She tossed the phone onto the bed and returned

to blow-dry her

reappeared, her hair no longer dripping but

edge of the

hair felt almost dry, she slipped under

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

dozed off again.

finally got up close to

appearance, couldn’t help but ask, “Miss,

you feeling unwell?”

just taken a stroll

at her upon hearing the words. “Are you feeling

leaning on the banister, “I’m fine,

Caught a

hurried to the kitchen to instruct the cook

black A-line skirt with a row of buttons

She paired it

orange-red accents added a youthful vibrancy to

charm.

of her outfit for the day, “Heading

a dress I liked, want to see it

“You’re feeling better?”

“Much.”

a slight heaviness in her head, she

nodded, “Have Issac

“Alright.”

*

for the boutique

dress the day before.

welcome back,” the sales associate greeted her

her as

browsed the store before

dress I reserved last night, I’d

hesitated, prompting Cicely to raise an eyebrow, “Is there

problem?”

“Not at

from the fitting room, and the associate

admiration and envy.

door swung open, the other staff

to resist praising her. “Ms. Cicely, you

dress.”

arrived, and when they first saw

as particularly stunning. The design

price

was probably the brooch

it would sell at all, but before their

to reserve it. They marveled at the rich taste they

understand.

seeing Cicely wearing it, they truly appreciated

the simple design was transformed into something

not just anyone could

Ellis family, even if Cicely were to wear

look elegant and sophisticated.

Cicely, this dress suits both high-end parties and

with a

herself in the mirror, turning to check

nodded, “I’ll take that dress

fetched the dress, Cicely disappeared back

She reappeared dressed in her

prices and handed over a

the mentioned amount and seeing only a single bag,

there been some

The cashier blinked, “Pardon?”

associate quickly interjected, “What seems to be the

Cicely?”

calmly placed her card on the counter, “You forgot to pack

and the price wasn’t included. That dress

commission.”

with some confusion, “You already

don’t you? Do

paused, then looked up, “I believe I only reserved one

I didn’t receive it. What do you

‘another’?”

realization dawned on the associate, who

“My mistake. Another

thought you’d sent him to pick it

concerned herself with matters unrelated to her. Anyone

who it was didn’t interest

up. I’ll pay by

the associate signaled to the cashier,

an amount that would sustain an average family

the dress, another whispered, “Are we

The one from last

the chance to give

wouldn’t we be spoiling

dress a bit pricey? Getting two

know?”

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

up, it’s bad news. If we

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

going to give us grief for

took the packaged

only stocked

City branch. In a way, you could

right?”

reached over and took the bag from

and

and deceit. They claimed there were two, yet they

and tailor-made now? Did

of

rush out of the

picked out a pair of heels that would match the

heels that really made a dress pop. Sure,

felt it

wasn’t used to

a little bloodshed, one day she’d master

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

to browse a bit

she thought she wouldn’t

easily.

very woman she had slapped just

a bench, trying on a pair

chains.

met, and an unmistakable mutual distaste hung in

glance at the sandals the woman was trying on

couldn’t help but smirk.

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darkened. She stood

to check out

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

Cicely.d2

arms crossed, boredom etched on

through the mirror. “Stalking you,

her

“Is that the

didn’t respond. Cicely gave her

over to a display case, picking up

here is none of your business. We

or acknowledge each other. Isn’t it nauseating to

the shoe back on the display and walked out

leaving Danielle staring coldly after her in the mirror. The

by Danielle exchanged

to witness such disdain in

a lady raised in the Ellis family, this

Cicely’s couldn’t be adequately mimicked by anyone

the gaze of the two

of embarrassment suddenly washed

…

Cicely casually

being held?”

Issac replied, “At the Watson family’s villa

Imperial Bay.”

eyebrow, “That’s quite an extravagant choice of

Issac didn’t respond.

hard to get in?”

her from the side, “You might

invitation.”

“How prestigious does an event have to be

involved?” After a few seconds of silence, she walked out

“Alright then.”

out

reached home, Creighton was waiting for her in the

coffee table lay

picking up the invite with

just going to be a headache for

right? Why go?”

at a fancy shindig? Never

don’t cause

drama private.”

Cicely scoffed,

conviction.

speaking, the

hasn’t directly involved itself with the

the myriad of intricate connections inevitably

in P

script auction at the banquet succeeds,

from significantly boosting

involved, costuming, and particularly

constructing

major components. Once these

would inevitably

of

my attention that Mr. Diaz had a keen interest

rely solely

for two years, and he’s still enrolled

efforts alone, it’s

access to the

attached much

was struck by how naive she had

wanted to

get an invitation,

a hint

she glanced at

with just a

Cicely’s current confusion, Brody decided to add

Mr. Diaz to approach him for

finish, Cicely understood what

father for

somewhat lethargic mind was perhaps a

mind were bumping against each other, like entangled pieces

Her

her confusion, added, “Mr. Diaz is bringing

a reason. Perhaps

herself.

stairs, Creighton and the butler exchanged

we sure about letting her

butler asked

her, she might level the house in retaliation,” Creighton

luxury cars snaked their way

Bayview Haven. While

opulent

through tight security, a testament to the exclusivity of the

event.

the Maserati rolled smoothly into the parking

trouser leg followed by a

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

his eyes sweeping casually across the passenger side. After

cuffs, he strode over to the other side

door.

a muted smile. Her hair was expertly

her makeup was of the finest

took a step back, opting

Danielle felt a twinge of disappointment as she clasped her purse

into step beside

invitation at the entrance,

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

and let them

focused entirely on Seth, dreading any sign

annoyance, but he remained composed all the way to the

grand hall.

only after checking her arm in his, that the stiffness in her

at the reception—too young amongst a

place. Some had traded youth and

their way up in society. How could they compete with

summit?

that young man

family? How could he

lasted just for a

Whispers floated around, mentioning the Ellis

of P

Danielle to arrive,

her. “Danielle. You

gripped Seth’s arm tighter and leaned

to him.

darkened, unabashedly scrutinizing

field, and

why

instead of Cicely.

woman Ray was pursuing, the

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

simmered beneath the

Ray’s

you for the invitation. Without it,

to meet so

be admired, and Ray was no exception. “Just the

“Come, let

closer, Danielle instinctively tried to dodge, but

attention remained on Seth, and after a

“Why

eyes narrowed slightly, a faint smile on

here on her own. She was like

to accompany her,” Seth

had said. She knew Patty had

discourage Ray’s

on Ray’s pestering

a moment, turned to look

through his mind.

surprisingly remained silent.

suggesting softly, “This

him and meet some industry

“What

the hall, and

voice unusually tender.

let go of Seth’s arm reluctantly. Ray quickly offered his, and after

moment, she accepted it.

one last glance at Seth, then

back to see Seth smiling reassuringly, allowing her

and return the smile.

a tray of drinks brushed against Seth,

of concern from Danielle, but Seth simply shook his head

and Danielle

Danielle mingled, he complimented

I’ve never seen you dressed like this before.

smile stiffened once more, “Thank

as they

uncomfortable.

Director Suarez, of the stage play ‘The

with

eyes lighting up with a mix of awe

faced the man before her, whose hair had silvered

you. I’m a budding

your

down a passing waiter and ordered two glasses

tray and handed the two wine glasses to

a beat, Ray handed one

way

the glitz and glamour

the handsome and gentlemanly exterior, what kind of

heart

was the

to be completely swept away by Ray’s presence,

happiness. She genuinely loved

*

afternoon, woke up a bit late, and by

finished her makeup, it was a bit later than

when they arrived, the banquet had not been going on for

had

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

want me

and smiled, “Issac, you

wasn’t sure why she suddenly complimented him, but he soon got

say that, but what if people think

and even if

talk. It

Danielle with him tonight.

subject of their gossip. If that’s the case,

only going to make you the one who’s

words carried an unexpected weight of

upset, even angry.

became aware of his emotions, stayed

as harmonious as it seems.

Miss, let

Cicely declined the offer. “Really, I’ll be fine.

I’ll call

she turned and headed towards the grand villa

for the evening’s soiree. She was

bought earlier that day, her steps

slightly unsteady.

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entrance, the bright lights

the path ahead. Silhouettes of guests

the doors, shifting her weight

her posture and stepping into

have gone unnoticed. But there she was: a

delicate that

inevitable that she caught the eye

initial wave of admiration, more curious and envious glances

a corner close to the entrance,

could approach, whispers began

the crowd.

family’s darling? Why is she

boyfriend just arrive with another

cheated on? Her man arrives arm-in-arm with

is, solo at a party. What

how others perceived

but even so, the

comments made her uncomfortable.

took a few more steps forward, then

her. He

evening could be considered

had expected, especially compared

side

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

kind of car did you

and sharp

lips curled into a half-smile, nodding

your old Benz,

seemed to intensify, his

Now.”

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

are you afraid my presence will

a public spectacle

one who’s

deceived by appearances. But Seth, you’re

than your mother, I’m the closest person

and I wouldn’t mind. You

invitation to tonight’s gala from

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

trouble for

right now,

Seth’s expression was a mix of

unequivocal command.

send me away?

hiding, Seth?”

are you doing

attention, approached out

reply, Danielle’s voice cut through the air,

felt as if a

head, leaving her chilled to the

watched Cicely with some surprise, then glanced down

dresses on both of

worn by the two were

complement the dress, Danielle had chosen an elegant updo and

clean look. In contrast, Cicely wore her

her shoulders, her bright

that

striking, but it was impossible to deny that

complexion soured

from Danielle back to Seth, she suddenly

tell me this is why you’re in such a hurry to

the store to pick out that

remained

am furious right now, but I know better than to cause

leave with me now or we can

private.”

the

hand, leading

him, “Seth, are

here all alone?”

his hand, “I’ll be

face

led her to an isolated spot near

a chilly voice, “If you

make it quick.”

made quick,”

frown deepened, and as he lowered his gaze

sting of a slap. The sound echoed

throbbed from the impact, “No wonder when

dress, the salesperson had this mysterious look and told

was like getting a personalized

I know it was

sneered. “They must

a dress for me, and the secrecy was because

me. Hah.”

aggrieved. No, she actually had

Even after all these years of her father dividing his

it had never hurt like this.

constricted.

could only let out a bitter laugh, “Starting tomorrow, I’ll be the joke

coffee and bagels. Everyone will know that the

the punchline?

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

we’re clashing at the

her feel more ridiculous and

of tears, her eyes reddened but not

icy look in Seth’s eyes melted

not once in my life. Before I came,

you had to bring Danielle tonight. I

vented my anger, and convinced myself you had your reasons,

let it slide. But even with all your justifications, did you really

Could she have come to the

without your dress?”

what excuse should I make up this

looked like she might burst into

voice husky, “I’ll have someone take

home.”

head and stared at him

a response, Seth grabbed her arm, intent on forcibly removing

firm, her

If not, let

hardened, “Is Isaac waiting outside for you? Call him or

take you myself.”

sank, “Let

Seth didn’t.

This

heavy, and her feet ached fiercely. “I don’t

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

to the party without worrying

his face set in a stonecold mask, and strode out of

trace of emotion, “I said,

heed her request, his

ever saw in me. But since you keep saying you

whoever I bring to the banquet

not long ago, that

any more

eyelids twitched, her long lashes fluttering

“Should I also thank

to you,

lightly.”

“So I should just endure it all? Do you

do, I

you

I wouldn’t leave you easily,

as a hypocrite?”

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

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

certainly don’t want to see you anymore. Put me down, I’ll

pick me

“Where does it hurt?”

“My head.”

Seth quickened his pace.

annoyed. She had never felt such disgust

she didn’t have

compromise and let him carry her out, Seth’s

the dim light. Glancing at Cicely,

he quickened

with a phone in

at the woman in his arms, the

she might

Cicely caught every

put her down. “Call Isaac

is pounding, and you

“I have other matters to attend to

in for you.”

Cicely a chance to respond, he turned on his heel

away.

dizzily, watching Seth’s retreating

indifference and irony.

wind blew through the corridor, and

on sharp stones, so

off.

swath of light ahead, and turned into the

lobby, sinking into a sofa in the rest area. Then she fished

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

walk out alone. Find a way to

getting a response from Isaac, she hung up. She sat for

the front desk. The staff,

“Miss, are you

cup of

course, just

across the lobby, near a room, two figures seemed to

inside to the

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

other seemed

The distance wasn’t far, and she would never forget

the woman for as long as she

go of

look so beautiful today. I genuinely

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

give you the lead role,

bought it

I can land roles on my own merit, without your

so naive. How many in this industry actually get ahead

hard work alone? You think you’re not

head of the Ellis family won’t treat you

If you don’t have my help, you might

years.

ever so slightly. Ray’s words

matter what, she wouldn’t associate with

life.

none of your business. Let

I like you, and I can give you whatever you

she struggled to break free,

irritation flooded her mind. Looking for someone

She hesitated, not

for help.

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

pretending to

walked over to the sofa in the lounge

and the reception staff seemed oblivious. Cicely knew

to seeing such scenes, would

livelihoods than provoke the

go of

turned heads. Cicely frowned and

in the man’s embrace, his head buried in her

Disgusting.

“Help! Cicely!”

breath, grabbed the high heel next to

shoe high

Ray’s head.

Danielle away while clutching his

with the other. “How dare you

his grip unnaturally

in his right mind, he wouldn’t dare act

recklessly.

gravity of the situation yet unable

a room. Staggering, she

Danielle.

and

turned even more startled. She

as she watched the now irrational man, she shook her

and finally turned around. Covering her mouth in

panic, she ran away.

closing

had returned to its eerie quiet. Biting her lip,

As Danielle hurried away from the ballroom, a group

direction. She froze in her tracks, her face

panic.

a major event, attended by several renowned industry

outlets. With the script auction being the highlight, the presence

crucial to generate buzz for the fans and

reporters were never

tried to smooth out her dress and tidy her

shifted to the side, hoping to

pretending that nothing

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

man dressed as a waiter, followed by

were questioning him excitedly.

wore an expression of mild distress but confirmed,

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

came with that lady is now looking for

tonight; let’s hope nothing serious

the waiter’s words and her face turned

attempting to blend into

waiter caught sight of her first, his expression shifting

not succeeded? Or had he arrived

prevent it?d2

are you alright?” he asked, his voice

identified, Danielle shook

wrong. Did something

waiter’s face flashed a barely noticeable

that the gentleman who

see you assisting

something might have happened.”

of panic, barely registered the waiter’s

muttered a thanks and tucked

her ear, trying to

the waiter said as Seth’s

silhouette from behind, Seth’s

fleeting second. In that one moment, Seth’s

darkened. He had failed.

who had sniffed out something

disappointed.

the sound of her name, her

“Seth,” she called out, staggering into

journalists who had been about to leave stopped

slightly as

with an air of detachment.

Who upset

been no scandal caught in the act, now was

salvage the situation.

averted her gaze. “Nothing, it’s

eyes, gone in an

head back to the ballroom. You must be looking

script auction.”

head, “No need, the auction doesn’t concern me.

feeling unwell.

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

Seth’s arm. As they

biting her lip, her grasp on Seth’s

tightening.

Seth asked, turning to

said with a forced

had derailed the entire plan, but using her from the beginning

had to patiently stick with

his failure.

gaze downward, her heart pounding wildly with

her decision. Emotions of shame,

swirled within her.

Ellis family learn that she

possibly detest her. Yet, in

raw desire to utterly ruin Cicely far outweighed this

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

of P City’s princess, leading to

Seth would never

character, she would never

the title and status being Miss

bad thing either. She had been overshadowed

and she had had