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 how harsh and

be, right? With his nasty temper, he’s probably dug the pit

even trip

didn’t seem to cover Seth. His silent

was chilling to

never

on the call watched Seth, who

“One day, you’ll get a

hands in defense, “No thanks, I

settle it with a good

with your fists?”

showed interest, “How

when Seth’s

“If there’s nothing else,

up his phone, he disconnected

soon as he answered, she bombarded him

“What’s going on? Danielle told me your car

furrowed, his tone cool,

was filled with unmasked displeasure

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

fine. Don’t bring it

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

like that, sending goons to wreck

eye-opener. Get back here now.”

trying

up the

screen, sent by

car, Seth. I want to

smash it.]

wry smile, his cool detachment

ever.

into his car, Charlie asked,

of silence, Seth said indifferently,

Boutique.”

was

so incongruous

epitome of luxury shopping. It was almost

couture and the most prestigious labels. It was where

elites, went

engine, and with a speculative grin, teased,

good graces?”Charlie revved up the

up Ms. Cicely,

Seth’s brow,

darkness

*

the couch with a

face etched with a hint of

walked in, prompting Danielle to quickly stand up.

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day’s events and getting Patty this riled up was bound to

her and focused his

sensing Danielle’s unease, stood up and glared at Seth coldly.

me, so if you’re looking to blame

isn’t Cicely having someone trash your car way

truths Danielle

casually undid his suit jacket, and the housekeeper hurried to take it

angry with me, so her throwing a fit is to be expected.

done.”

with unease. The anger in Patty’s eyes,

upset justifies smashing your

tell

dare take it any further.

a tantrum, right? Perfect timing for

break it off.”

a hint of frost touching his dark gaze.

he turned to look at Danielle. His face

foreign and chilling to

moment, Charlie walked in from outside.

sudden appearance, but Seth spoke up.”I’ve got

tomorrow’s gala ready.”

aback, not expecting this. Danielle stared

in Charlie’s hands.

met her gaze with a stiff smile. “Mr. Diaz picked

Boutique before

Danielle looked to Seth

is your first time attending a gala. You should prepare

echoed Charlie’s claim.

handing the box to Danielle.

coffee table, and

a white knee-length dress with asymmetric shoulder straps and

breast. It’s simple in design, yet

at the

gown, not this understated, albeit

bit her lip, suppressing the name that

slipped out.

she smiled at Seth, “Thank you, I do

go out of his way to get her a dress, and

less…

it, that’s all that matters,” Seth said

night.”

behavior, couldn’t fathom any reason for his

today. However, seeing him show such thoughtfulness for

refuse when she first suggested

to the gala. To her surprise, he agreed. At that point, she was

goal was achieved, so she had nothing more

also concerned about Danielle being harassed by

had been

her to several cities.

by Ray, had extended

invitation she would typically refuse without hesitation. However,

auctions—plays, musicals,

screenwriters, producers, and actors in attendance

open to

establishing herself in the

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

Ray seizing the chance to pester her, perhaps even

or intimidate

Ray at the gala and to make him back

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

into agreeing if necessary, but he

agree, but he went as far as to prepare a

her.

drive Ms. Danielle

“Sure thing.”

Seth had gone upstairs, Patty furrowed her brow. She felt as if

they

dress suited best, receiving

the first time

Patty remembered

she glanced at the clock, deciding

pursue Seth further.

*

finishing her milk, Cicely received a message

party is going to be epic. Mr. Diaz is escorting Miss

on the coffee table, and

mobile phone screen for

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

ascending the staircase with

her bedroom, she made a beeline for the

with a towel slung

dripping.

saw a message

a high-profile affair, all

wants to go but is

Diaz asked her son to accompany Miss

derisively. She tossed the phone

bathroom to blow-dry her

Cicely reappeared, her hair no longer dripping

the edge of the bed, distracted herself with

hair felt almost dry,

she woke feeling groggy, thinking she

dozed off again.

close to ten,

noting her listless appearance, couldn’t help but ask,

you feeling unwell?”

had just taken a stroll outside, set down his

upon hearing the words. “Are you

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

seasons. Caught a

to the kitchen to instruct

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

paired it

orange-red accents added a youthful vibrancy to her

charm.

outfit for the day,

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

“You’re feeling better?”

“Much.”

slight heaviness in her head,

“Have Issac go with

“Alright.”

*

Ollie’s, Cicely headed straight for

dress the day before.

the

her as a

browsed the

night, I’d like to

prompting Cicely to raise

problem?”

associate smiled, “Not at all,

from the fitting room,

admiration and envy.

fitting room door swung open, the other

praising her. “Ms. Cicely,

dress.”

product had just arrived, and when

them as particularly stunning. The design was

the price was

was probably the brooch on

would sell at all, but before their worries could

it. They marveled

understand.

seeing Cicely wearing it, they truly appreciated

was transformed

course, not just anyone could exude such grace.

even if Cicely were to wear mere

look elegant and sophisticated.

this dress suits both high-end parties and

with a

in the mirror, turning to

nodded, “I’ll

associate fetched the dress, Cicely disappeared back into the

her

listed the prices and handed over a neatly packaged

hearing the mentioned amount and seeing only a

there been some kind

The cashier blinked, “Pardon?”

sales associate quickly interjected, “What

Cicely?”

the counter, “You forgot to pack the dress

and the price wasn’t included. That dress should earn you a

commission.”

then asked with some confusion, “You already have

you? Do

believe I only reserved

pay, and I didn’t receive it.

‘another’?”

the associate, who covered her mouth

“My mistake. Another customer reserved

night. I thought you’d sent him to pick it up. Sorry, Ms.

with matters unrelated to

same dress, but who it was didn’t interest

up. I’ll pay by

to the cashier,

sustain an

dress, another whispered, “Are we

get another one? The one from last

hasn’t had the chance to give

we be spoiling

bit pricey? Getting two of the

know?”

look like she’s short on cash?

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

extra sale.

nobody’s going to give us grief

associate took the packaged bag

Cicely, she added, “We’ve only stocked two of these beauties

In a way, you could say it’s practically

right?”

the bag

smile and

unabashed flattery and deceit. They claimed there were

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

of brainless

of the boutique. Instead, she browsed some

heels that would match the dress perfectly.

really made a dress pop. Sure, they can be

she felt it

last time she just wasn’t used to

a little bloodshed, one day

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

the store, intending to browse a bit more before leaving.

someone she thought

easily.

she was, the very woman she had slapped just

on

chains.

unmistakable mutual distaste hung

cast a cursory glance at the sandals the woman was trying on

couldn’t help but smirk.

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She stood up

a full-length mirror to check out the sandals on her

brings you

Cicely.d2

crossed, boredom etched on her face as she turned

through the mirror. “Stalking you,

meeting her

“Is that the answer you wanted to

didn’t respond. Cicely gave her a sidelong

and walked over to a display case,

is none of your business.

Isn’t it

back on the display and walked

staring coldly after her in

by Danielle exchanged awkward looks.

to witness such disdain in

the Ellis family, this

adequately mimicked by

of the

wave of embarrassment suddenly

…

the elevator, Cicely casually

being held?”

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

Imperial Bay.”

arched an eyebrow, “That’s quite an

Issac didn’t respond.

it hard to

glanced at her from the side, “You

invitation.”

“How prestigious does an event have to be that

few seconds of silence, she

“Alright then.”

out her phone and dialed

home, Creighton was waiting for her in

the coffee table lay a

Cicely said, picking up the invite

lips. “You know it’s just going

right? Why go?”

a fancy shindig? Never been to

cause any

drama private.”

a scene,” Cicely scoffed,

conviction.

that Creighton had stopped speaking, the butler couldn’t help but

directly involved

myriad of intricate connections inevitably leads back to

The social elite circles in P City aren’t extensive,

at the banquet

to new heights. Aside from significantly boosting average

craftsmanship involved, costuming,

investments required for constructing various

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

high gear, it would inevitably concern the

of this

my attention that Mr.

but intended to rely solely on his merits. Regardless of

been in a leadership role for two

it’s virtually impossible

to

initially attached much significance to

Brody’s explanations, she was struck by

interest piqued. “Seth wanted to go and got

didn’t even know how to get an invitation, let alone get turned

with a hint of

furrowed as she glanced at the invitation in her hand. She

just

decided to add more,

Mr. Diaz to approach him

could finish, Cicely understood what he meant. Seth didn’t come

her father

lethargic mind was perhaps a bit foggy. Various

were bumping against each other, like

increasingly knotted. Her complexion

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

Perhaps

herself. “I need

the stairs, Creighton and the butler exchanged

we sure about letting her go? She smashed

butler

her, she might level the house

cars snaked their

While the villa’s exterior suggested

opulent seclusion. Guests

tight security, a testament to

event.

the parking

crisply pressed trouser leg followed by

car. Under the glow of the

his eyes sweeping casually across the

shirt cuffs, he strode over to

door.

flashing Seth a muted smile.

makeup was

Seth took a step back, opting

Danielle felt a twinge of disappointment as she

step

their invitation at the entrance, Danielle

glanced at them both, welcomed

let them

her breath, focused entirely on Seth, dreading

or annoyance, but he remained composed all the

grand hall.

after checking her arm in his,

reception—too young

lifetimes earning their place. Some had traded youth

How could they compete with

summit?

memory, wasn’t that young man the

the Ellis family? How could he come here with another

silence lasted just for a moment before the previous lively

around,

princess of P

Danielle to arrive, approached

her. “Danielle. You

slightly as she gripped Seth’s arm tighter and leaned in

to him.

gaze darkened, unabashedly scrutinizing Seth.

the same field, and Seth’s

fathom why Seth would

instead of Cicely.

Ray was pursuing, the one

to tonight’s event. Yet here

frustration simmered beneath the

uncomfortable with Ray’s

“Thank you for the invitation.

the chance to meet so many esteemed directors and

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

“Come, let me

moved closer, Danielle instinctively tried to dodge, but Seth stood

and after a few seconds, he chuckled,

exuding confidence. “Why are you here with

a faint smile on his lips. “It was

own. She was like a sister to me, I

to accompany

stung by what Seth had said. She

her and possibly discourage Ray’s advances. Now what Seth had

effect on

for a moment, turned to look at

flash through his mind.

surprisingly remained silent.

softly, “This is a rare

some time with him and meet some industry

hesitated, “What

the hall, and I’ll be within sight,”

voice unusually tender.

go of Seth’s arm reluctantly.

moment, she accepted it.

then led Danielle into the crowd.

see Seth smiling reassuringly,

and return the smile.

a tray of drinks brushed against

of concern from Danielle, but

and Danielle

Ray and Danielle mingled, he complimented

dressed like this before. You seem

stiffened once more,

lingered on Danielle as they walked, and she

uncomfortable.

Suarez, of the

familiar with

lighting up with

the man before her, whose hair had silvered

it’s a pleasure to meet you. I’m a

your

a passing

The waiter lowered his tray and handed

missing a beat, Ray handed one

his gaze and made his way to

the glitz and glamour of the

and gentlemanly

dirty heart was

was the

be completely swept away by Ray’s presence,

happiness. She

*

afternoon, woke up a bit late, and by

makeup, it was a bit later

banquet had not

had

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

want me

glanced at him and smiled, “Issac, you

suddenly complimented

what if people think

widened, “He’s also here, and even if

talk. It could make

brow, “He’s brought Danielle with him

probably already the subject of their gossip. If

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

an unexpected weight

upset, even angry.

was taken aback. Isaac became aware of his emotions, stayed silent for a few seconds, and

harmonious as it seems. It’s not

let me accompany

offer. “Really, I’ll be fine.

up, I’ll call

and headed

a boutique hotel for the

pair of high heels she had bought earlier

slightly unsteady.

Enter title…

the bright lights from the

path ahead. Silhouettes of guests mingled and

paused just outside the doors, shifting

her posture

have gone unnoticed. But there she was:

that she captured

was inevitable that she caught the eye of a

an initial wave of admiration, more

corner close to the entrance, caught sight

could approach,

the crowd.

the Ellis family’s darling?

just

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

a party. What

cared for how others perceived her. And she certainly

gossip, but even so, the deliberately hushed yet

comments made her uncomfortable.

more steps forward, then looked up to find

on her. He was

of the evening could be considered

compared to the

by side

of her eyebrow, she

kind of car did you bring

and sharp

nodding in approval. “Not

from your old

Seth’s gaze seemed to intensify, his voice as cold

Now.”

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

here, or are you afraid my presence

making a public spectacle with another woman, I

one who’s

foolish enough to be deceived by appearances. But

your mother, I’m the closest person

use, and I wouldn’t mind.

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

would upset me, why did

trouble

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

a mix of impatience and irritation, his

unequivocal command.

“So eager to send me away?

hiding, Seth?”

what are you doing here?” Danielle, noticing

approached out

reply, Danielle’s voice cut through

glance, she felt as if a bucket

head, leaving her chilled

Cicely with some surprise,

gradually turned grim. The dresses on both of them were

same, but the styles worn by

dress, Danielle had chosen an elegant updo and

look. In contrast, Cicely wore her

bright

a natural charm that was

but it was impossible to deny that

complexion soured with

back to Seth, she

is why you’re in such a hurry to get rid of me. Seth,

to pick

brow furrowed, but he remained silent. Cicely didn’t

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

me now or

private.”

his lips together, fighting the throbbing in his temples,

hand, leading

and reached out to him, “Seth,

here all alone?”

withdrew his hand, “I’ll be

beautiful face darkened

led her to an isolated spot near the villa, beside a

he spoke with a chilly voice,

make it quick.”

be made quick,” she

as he lowered his gaze to her, his

a slap. The sound echoed crisply by the

that throbbed from the impact, “No wonder when I

had this mysterious look and told me

a personalized one. At first, I found

know it

she said that, she suddenly sneered.

the secrecy was

me. Hah.”

No, she actually had never felt

Even after all these years of her father dividing his

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

constricted.

bitter laugh, “Starting tomorrow, I’ll be

will know that

and the punchline? The dress she

I’m wearing? Bought

at

loud only made her feel

her eyes reddened but not

icy look in Seth’s eyes

like this, Seth, not once in my life. Before I

for why you had to

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

But even with all your justifications, did you really have

pick out a dress for her? Could

without your dress?”

Then what excuse should I make

might

his voice husky, “I’ll have someone

home.”

her head and stared at

a response, Seth grabbed her

the scene. Cicely stood firm, her voice

If not, let

“Is Isaac waiting outside for you? Call

take you myself.”

heart sank,

Seth didn’t.

hurting me.” This time, he let

feet ached fiercely. “I don’t want

no need for you to escort me. I’ll call Isaac, and

to the party without worrying about

scooped Cicely up, his face set in a stonecold mask, and

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

Seth didn’t heed her request, his

since you

whoever I bring to the banquet today or whatever rumors come

not long ago, that if I truly choose

any more

eyelids twitched, her long lashes fluttering briefly

him, “Should I also thank you

promise to you,

lightly.”

just endure it all? Do you think

you do, I won’t

stopped, looking down at her, “Don’t you like me? Is this the

I wouldn’t leave you easily, and I meant it. Or do you see

as a hypocrite?”

her eyes briefly, her head pounding, feeling

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

want to

pick me

“Where does it hurt?”

“My head.”

Seth quickened his pace.

had never felt such disgust for Seth

she didn’t have the energy

about to compromise and let him carry

in the dim light. Glancing at Cicely,

he quickened

approached rapidly with a phone in

woman in his arms, the man lowered

otherwise, she might actually

his hushed tone, Cicely caught

gently put her down. “Call Isaac to

pounding, and

face was tense, “I have other matters

in for you.”

a chance to respond, he turned

away.

stood dizzily, watching Seth’s retreating figure with an

indifference and irony.

through the corridor, and she

like walking on sharp stones, so she bent

off.

few steps, saw a swath of light ahead,

a sofa in the rest

not feeling well, my feet

out alone. Find a way

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

front desk. The

asked softly, “Miss, are

cup

course, just

near a room,

to the

was disheveled, her posture in disarray.

other

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

for as long as

let go

beautiful today. I genuinely like

the best two scripts. One’s a stage play,

be with me, and I’ll give you the

bought it

need it! I can land roles on my

naive. How many in this industry

You think you’re not an

of the Ellis

my help, you might make it on your own,

years. Can you wait

changed ever so slightly. Ray’s words

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

life.

none of your business.

you, and I can give you whatever

match Ray’s strength, and as she struggled to

flooded her mind.

She hesitated,

for help.

staff member brought some water

away, pretending

over to the sofa in

reception staff seemed oblivious.

probably accustomed to seeing

than provoke the ire of some

go of me.

heads. Cicely frowned and looked back,

man’s embrace, his head

Disgusting.

“Help! Cicely!”

a deep breath, grabbed the

raised the shoe high and

Ray’s head.

cried out in pain, pushing Danielle away while clutching

Cicely’s arm with the other. “How dare

eyes were bloodshot, his grip unnaturally hot. After all, Danielle

he was in his right mind, he wouldn’t dare act

recklessly.

gravity of the situation yet unable to free herself,

yanked into a room. Staggering, she instinctively looked

Danielle.

standing in place and

her expression turned even more startled.

as she watched the now irrational man,

finally turned around. Covering her

panic, she ran away.

door closing

returned to its

hurried away from the ballroom, a group

froze in her

panic.

was a major event, attended by several renowned

outlets. With the script auction being the highlight, the

generate buzz

entertainment reporters were

smooth out her dress

She shifted to the side, hoping to inconspicuously

that nothing had

Enter title…

You didn’t

waiter,

were questioning him excitedly.

of mild distress

been shadowing Mr. Ray all

that lady is now looking for her. I

tonight; let’s hope

nearer, Danielle heard the waiter’s words and

attempting

her first,

brow. Had the plan not succeeded? Or had he arrived

prevent it?d2

alright?” he asked,

Danielle shook

wrong. Did something

barely noticeable frustration before he

who accompanied you has

see you assisting Mr. Ray to leave and

something might have happened.”

of panic, barely registered the

muttered a thanks and tucked a loose strand of

to sound

then,” the waiter said as Seth’s figure appeared at the

from behind,

fleeting second. In that one moment, Seth’s

darkened. He had failed.

had sniffed out something fishy were

disappointed.

of her name, her eyes

she called out,

to leave stopped in their tracks

so slightly

back with an air of detachment. Looking down at her, he asked

wrong? Who

in the act, now was

salvage the situation.

hesitated, then averted her gaze. “Nothing,

chill flickered through Seth’s eyes, gone in an

must be looking forward to the rest of

script auction.”

head, “No need, the auction doesn’t

feeling unwell.

studied her for a moment before nodding,

latched onto Seth’s arm. As they passed

hallway, biting her lip, her grasp on

tightening.

it?” Seth asked, turning

with

derailed the entire plan, but

stick with

his failure.

her heart pounding wildly with

of her decision. Emotions of shame,

swirled within her.

family learn that

they would possibly detest her. Yet,

moment, the raw desire to utterly ruin Cicely far

kill her, but Cicely would be ruined for

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

never want her

character, she would

she didn’t care much for the title and status being Miss Ellis in P

either. She had been overshadowed by Cicely

she