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.”

one showing

temper,

trip him

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

second and deadly the next, was chilling to

had never

call watched Seth, who was nonchalantly accused, but

day, you’ll get

raised his hands in defense,

let’s settle it with a

with your fists?”

Someone on the call showed interest,

to share when Seth’s phone

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

his phone, he

the line. As soon as he

on? Danielle told me your car

brow furrowed, his tone cool,

doing?” Patty’s voice was filled

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

fine. Don’t bring it up

you two’?!” Patty’s voice spiked, “I’ve never

throwing a fit like that, sending

here now.” In the background,

be faintly heard, trying to

hung up the

notification lingered on the screen, sent

I want to feel

smash it.]

lips twisted into a wry smile, his cool

ever.

the office and sliding into his car, Charlie

of silence, Seth

Boutique.”

This was the first time he had heard

place so incongruous

of luxury shopping. It was

haute couture and the most prestigious labels. It was where the crème

elites, went to

engine, and with a speculative grin, teased,

to get back in Ms. Cicely’s good graces?”Charlie revved up the engine and, following his hunch, chuckled, “Figured

cheer up Ms. Cicely,

crossed Seth’s brow, a

darkness of

*

sat on the couch with a frosty

with a hint of

in, prompting Danielle to

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

enough, Seth ignored her and focused his

stood up and glared at Seth coldly.

if you’re looking

someone trash your car way

the truths Danielle shared with

and the housekeeper hurried to

“She’s angry with me, so her throwing a fit

done.”

The anger in Patty’s

upset justifies smashing your car? No

heart. Seth, let me tell you once more, you can date

dare take it any further. With her pampered

a tantrum, right? Perfect timing

break it off.”

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

to Patty, instead, he turned to

and

this moment, Charlie walked in from outside. Patty felt a bit

appearance, but Seth spoke

tomorrow’s gala ready.”

expecting this. Danielle stared

in Charlie’s hands.

with a stiff smile. “Mr. Diaz

before coming

disbelief, Danielle looked to Seth

is your first time attending a gala. You

echoed Charlie’s claim.

box to Danielle. She

the coffee table,

was a white knee-length dress with asymmetric

It’s simple in design,

excitement waned as she stared at the dress. She had envisioned

flowing gown, not this understated, albeit

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

slipped out.

Seth,

out of his way to get her a

less…

all that matters,” Seth said coolly. “I’ll pick you up

night.”

Seth’s behavior, couldn’t

However, seeing him show such thoughtfulness for Danielle

She had worried he might refuse when she first

her surprise, he agreed.

goal was achieved, so she had nothing more

concerned about Danielle being

who had been

her to several cities.

orchestrated by Ray, had extended

she would typically refuse without

auctions—plays, musicals,

producers, and actors in attendance

not open

keen on establishing herself in the theatrical industry, saw it

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

Ray seizing the chance to

lure or intimidate her into

gala and to make him back off,

“knight in shining armor.” She had

him into agreeing if necessary, but he had

he agree, but he went

her.

you drive

“Sure thing.”

gone upstairs, Patty furrowed her brow. She felt as

important they hadn’t finished

of whom the dress suited best, receiving such

for the first time was enough to make

off, Patty remembered what

expression darkened as she glanced at the clock, deciding

pursue Seth further.

*

milk, Cicely received a

to be epic. Mr. Diaz is escorting Miss

table,

screen for

what you

sofa and ascending the staircase with phone in

her bedroom, she made a beeline for

a towel slung over her shoulders, her

dripping.

checked her phone and saw a message

party. It’s a high-profile affair, all major players from

wants to go but is worried about

Diaz asked her son to accompany

derisively. She tossed the phone onto the bed

bathroom to blow-dry her

less than five minutes, Cicely reappeared, her hair no longer dripping

She sat on the edge of the

felt almost dry, she

she woke feeling groggy, thinking she

dozed off again.

close to

the butler, noting her listless appearance,

you feeling unwell?”

stroll outside, set down his water glass

upon hearing the

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

to the change of seasons. Caught

instruct the cook to prepare

meal and her tea, Cicely changed into warmer clothes: a kneelength black A-line skirt with a row of buttons down the slant and a

revealed her slender legs. She paired it

and orange-red accents added a youthful

charm.

of her outfit for the day,

I liked, want to see it

“You’re feeling better?”

“Much.”

heaviness in her head,

“Have Issac

“Alright.”

*

headed straight for the boutique

dress the day before.

welcome back,” the

her as

a brief acknowledgment, Cicely browsed

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

hesitated, prompting Cicely to raise

problem?”

at all, I’ll fetch

the fitting room,

admiration and envy.

room door swung open, the other

her. “Ms. Cicely, you

dress.”

just arrived, and when

The design

However, the price was surprisingly

thing that seemed valuable was probably the brooch on

would sell at all, but before

reserve it. They marveled at the

understand.

wearing it, they truly appreciated

was transformed into something astonishing

just anyone could exude such grace.

the Ellis family, even if Cicely were to wear

look elegant and sophisticated.

this dress suits both high-end parties and casual wear,”

commented with a

in the mirror, turning

“I’ll take

the dress, Cicely disappeared

her own clothes and approached

cashier listed the prices and handed

seeing only a single bag, Cicely

eyebrow in query, “Has there been some

The cashier blinked, “Pardon?”

associate quickly interjected, “What seems to

Cicely?”

card on the counter, “You forgot to pack the

price wasn’t included. That dress should earn you

commission.”

associate paused, then asked with some confusion, “You already

don’t you? Do you want

believe I only reserved one dress over

and I didn’t receive

‘another’?”

the associate, who covered

quickly laughed, “My mistake. Another

last night. I thought you’d sent him

with matters unrelated

same dress, but who it was didn’t

it up. I’ll pay by

to the cashier, who swiped

that would sustain an

dress, another

The one from

Maybe Mr. Seth hasn’t had the chance to

wouldn’t we be spoiling

isn’t this dress a bit pricey? Getting two of the same,

know?”

cash? Besides, it’s not like we

If we speak up, it’s bad

making an extra sale. We’re all sharp cookies here. A

to give us grief

the

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

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

right?”

reached over and took the bag from behind.

and

claimed there were two, yet

unique and tailor-made

kind of brainless

didn’t rush out of the boutique.

pair of heels that

a dress pop.

it was

she just wasn’t used to them. Perhaps after a few more

pain, and a little bloodshed, one

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

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

she thought she wouldn’t

easily.

the very woman she had

bench, trying on a pair of sandals

chains.

an unmistakable mutual

a cursory glance at the sandals the woman was trying

couldn’t help but smirk.

Enter title…

expression darkened. She

a full-length mirror to check out

much. What brings you here?” It was a

Cicely.d2

arms crossed, boredom etched on her

the mirror. “Stalking

her gaze

chuckled softly, “Is that the answer you

Danielle didn’t respond. Cicely gave her

walked over to a display case, picking up another shoe

here is none of your

Isn’t it

back on the display and walked out without a

after her in the

exchanged awkward looks. The Ellis

witness such disdain

a lady raised in the Ellis family, this

couldn’t be adequately

sight of the gaze of the two sales

wave of embarrassment

…

the elevator, Cicely casually asked,

being held?”

her, Issac replied, “At the

Imperial Bay.”

an eyebrow, “That’s quite

Issac didn’t respond.

it hard to

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

invitation.”

prestigious does an event

a few seconds of silence, she walked

“Alright then.”

that, she pulled out her phone

Cicely reached home, Creighton was waiting for her in

coffee table lay

Cicely said, picking up the invite

“You know it’s just going to be a headache for

right? Why go?”

broaden my horizons at a fancy shindig? Never

don’t cause

drama private.”

make a scene,” Cicely scoffed, though her words

conviction.

Creighton had stopped speaking, the butler couldn’t help

directly involved itself

myriad of intricate connections inevitably leads back to us

The social elite circles in

banquet succeeds, it could directly catapult

new heights. Aside from significantly boosting

the craftsmanship involved, costuming,

for constructing various film

major components. Once

it would inevitably concern the Ellis family, emphasizing

of this

attention that Mr. Diaz had a keen

solely on his merits. Regardless

for

alone, it’s virtually impossible for him

to

hadn’t initially attached much significance to the

she was struck

“Seth wanted to go and

even know how to get an invitation, let alone

with a hint of

she glanced at the invitation in her hand.

with just

confusion, Brody decided to add

Diaz to approach him

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

her father for

perhaps a

bumping against each other, like entangled pieces of

knotted. Her complexion

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

reason. Perhaps he had

excused herself. “I need

stairs, Creighton and the

we sure about letting her go? She smashed Mr.

butler

she might level the

luxury cars snaked their way to

at Bayview Haven. While the villa’s exterior suggested

revealed opulent seclusion. Guests

security, a testament to the exclusivity

event.

the parking lot, the driver’s

a crisply pressed trouser leg followed

the car. Under the glow of the streetlights,

across the passenger side. After

strode over to the other side

door.

Seth a muted

makeup was of

step back,

felt a twinge of disappointment as

into step

invitation at the entrance,

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

let

held her breath, focused entirely

he remained composed

grand hall.

in his, that the stiffness

reception—too

place. Some had traded youth and more

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

summit?

memory, wasn’t that young man the boyfriend of

How could he come

for a moment

Whispers floated around, mentioning

princess of P

been waiting for Danielle to arrive, approached as soon

“Danielle. You look

gripped Seth’s arm tighter

to him.

unabashedly scrutinizing

in the same field, and Seth’s relationship with Cicely was

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

instead of Cicely.

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

Yet here she was,

frustration simmered

with Ray’s disrespectful

and started a conversation. “Thank you for the

chance to meet so many esteemed directors

man likes to be admired, and Ray was

“Come, let me

tried to dodge,

remained on Seth, and after a

pockets, exuding confidence. “Why are

eyes narrowed slightly, a faint smile on his lips. “It was quite

on her own. She was like

to accompany her,” Seth

what Seth had said. She knew Patty had sent Seth

discourage Ray’s

effect on Ray’s

for a moment, turned to look at Danielle,

seemed to flash through his mind. He blinked

surprisingly remained silent.

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

time with him and meet

hesitated, “What about

in the hall, and I’ll be within sight,” Seth reassured her,

voice unusually tender.

arm reluctantly. Ray quickly offered his,

moment, she accepted it.

one last glance at Seth, then

she glanced back to see Seth smiling reassuringly,

and return the smile.

carrying a tray of drinks brushed against Seth, prompting

but Seth simply shook

Danielle

and Danielle mingled, he complimented

seen you dressed

smile stiffened once more,

lingered on Danielle as they walked, and she

uncomfortable.

of the stage play

familiar with

reality, her eyes lighting up

before her,

a pleasure to meet you. I’m a

your play ‘The

that moment, Ray flagged down a passing waiter and ordered two

lowered his tray and handed the two wine

beat, Ray handed one

way

indifferent eye over the glitz and

gentlemanly exterior, what kind

dirty heart was

the

seemed to be completely swept away

radiating happiness. She genuinely

*

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

makeup, it was a bit later than she

had

Cicely had already handed the

be let in, Issac’s voice

me

at him and smiled, “Issac, you

why she suddenly complimented him, but

that, but what if people

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

talk. It could make him

his brow, “He’s brought Danielle with

the subject of their

only going to make

Issac’s words carried an unexpected weight of emotion.

upset, even angry.

became aware of his emotions, stayed silent for a few seconds,

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

let me accompany

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

up, I’ll

she turned and headed towards the grand villa that

converted into a boutique hotel for the evening’s soiree.

pair of high heels she had bought earlier that day, her

slightly unsteady.

Enter title…

the ornate entrance, the bright

onto the path ahead. Silhouettes of guests mingled and moved

the doors, shifting her

before straightening her posture and

gone unnoticed. But

delicate that she captured attention

it was inevitable that she caught the eye of a

an initial wave of admiration, more curious

lurking near a corner close to the entrance, caught sight of her and

could approach, whispers

the crowd.

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

her boyfriend just arrive

Her man arrives

a party.

others perceived her.

snippets of gossip, but even so, the deliberately

comments made her uncomfortable.

a few more steps forward, then looked

her. He

of the evening could be considered

expected, especially compared to the

side

she walked

of car did you bring

cold and sharp as he replied.

a half-smile, nodding in approval. “Not bad.

from your old Benz,

seemed to intensify, his voice

Now.”

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

or are you afraid my presence will

making a public spectacle with another

one

to be deceived by appearances. But Seth,

mother, I’m the closest person to you

can use, and I wouldn’t mind.

to tonight’s gala from my

would upset me, why

trouble

now, you

Seth’s expression was a mix of impatience

unequivocal command.

cooled. “So eager to send me

hiding, Seth?”

Cicely, what are you

approached out

reply, Danielle’s voice cut through the

she felt as if a bucket of

her chilled

with some surprise, then glanced down at

turned grim. The dresses on both of them

the styles worn by the two

the dress, Danielle had

and clean look. In

shoulders, her bright features lightly adorned

that

was impossible to deny

complexion soured with

back to Seth, she suddenly

is why you’re in such a hurry

to pick out

brow furrowed, but he remained

now, but I

Seth, either leave with me now or we can step

private.”

his lips together, fighting the throbbing in his temples,

leading her

panicked and reached out to him, “Seth, are you going to leave

here all alone?”

his hand, “I’ll be

beautiful face

isolated spot near the villa, beside

a chilly

make it quick.”

be made

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

sting of a slap. The sound

her hand that throbbed from

dress, the salesperson had this mysterious look and

this dress was like getting a personalized one. At first, I found

little did I know it

that, she suddenly sneered.

for me, and the secrecy was

me. Hah.”

felt so aggrieved. No, she actually had never felt

Even after all these years of her father dividing his affection between

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

constricted.

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

bagels. Everyone will know that

and the punchline? The dress she

I’m wearing? Bought with my own cash, and to

at

only made her feel more ridiculous and sad.

the threat of tears, her eyes reddened but not a

look in Seth’s eyes melted away in

like this, Seth, not once in my

excuse for why you had to bring Danielle

and convinced myself

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

Could she have come to

without your dress?”

Then what excuse should I make up

she might burst into tears

bobbed, his voice

home.”

tilted her head and stared at him

a response, Seth grabbed her arm, intent on

stood firm, her voice

home? If

expression hardened, “Is Isaac waiting outside for

take you myself.”

sank, “Let

Seth didn’t.

me.” This

head felt heavy, and her feet ached

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

the party

up, his face set in a

without a trace of emotion, “I said, put

didn’t heed her request, his deep voice

ever saw in me. But since you keep saying you like

banquet

ago, that if I truly choose another woman, I

more

her long lashes fluttering briefly

I also thank you for not dumping me

to you, and I

lightly.”

“So I should just endure it all? Do you

matter what you do, I

her, “Don’t you like me? Is this the

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

as a hypocrite?”

head pounding, feeling a surge

I’m not feeling well

want to

to pick me

“Where does it hurt?”

“My head.”

Seth quickened his pace.

never felt such disgust

moment, but she didn’t have

was about to compromise and let him

dim light. Glancing at

eyes, he quickened

rapidly with a phone in

at the woman in his arms, the man lowered his voice,

might actually be in

caught every

then gently put her down. “Call Isaac to

pounding, and you insisted on

“I have other matters to attend to now. Tell Isaac to

in for you.”

Cicely a chance to respond, he turned

away.

dizzily, watching Seth’s retreating

indifference and irony.

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

heels felt like walking on sharp stones,

off.

steps, saw a swath of light ahead, and turned

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

not feeling well, my

out alone. Find a way to come get

she hung

the front desk. The staff, noticing her

softly, “Miss, are

replied, “A cup

course, just

near

to

her posture

the other

and she would never

the woman for as

go of

I

picked out the best two scripts. One’s

Just be with me, and I’ll give you the

I bought it just for

I can land roles on my own merit, without your

so naive. How many in this

talent and hard work alone? You think you’re not an outcast in

the Ellis family won’t treat you

might make it on your own, sure, but

least twenty years. Can

complexion changed ever so slightly.

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

life.

none of your business. Let me

and I

as she struggled to break

and irritation flooded her mind. Looking

them. She hesitated, not wanting to ask

for help.

member brought some water over, glanced in Danielle’s

pretending to

water, walked over to

reception staff seemed oblivious.

probably accustomed to seeing such scenes, would

livelihoods than provoke the ire of some

of me.

scream turned heads. Cicely frowned and looked back,

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

Disgusting.

“Help! Cicely!”

deep breath,

She raised the shoe high and brought

Ray’s head.

cried out in pain, pushing Danielle

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

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

the Ellis family. If he was in his right mind, he wouldn’t dare

recklessly.

the gravity of the situation yet unable to free herself,

into a room. Staggering, she instinctively looked

Danielle.

panicked, standing in place and staring

expression turned even more

the now irrational man, she shook

turned around. Covering her mouth in

panic, she ran away.

the door closing echoed behind

the corridor had returned to its eerie quiet.

away. As Danielle hurried away from the ballroom, a group

in her tracks, her face betraying a flurry

panic.

was a major event, attended by several renowned

script auction being the highlight, the presence

to generate buzz for the fans and

events, entertainment reporters were

to smooth out her dress and tidy her

the side, hoping to inconspicuously

group, pretending that

Enter title…

You didn’t

man dressed as a waiter, followed by a posse of journalists

were questioning him excitedly.

an expression of mild distress but

Mr. Ray all

that lady is now looking for her.

let’s hope nothing serious

nearer, Danielle heard the waiter’s words and her face turned

her head, attempting to blend into the background.

her first, his

not succeeded? Or

prevent it?d2

are you alright?” he asked, his voice

she’d been identified, Danielle shook

nothing’s wrong.

barely noticeable frustration before

gentleman who

to see you assisting

something might have happened.”

mind a whirlwind of panic, barely

and tucked a loose

trying to sound

as Seth’s figure appeared

from behind,

for a fleeting second. In that one

darkened. He had failed.

sniffed out something fishy were

disappointed.

sound of her name, her eyes

called out, staggering into his

journalists who had been about to leave stopped in their

slightly as he gently pushed

back with an air of detachment. Looking down

wrong? Who

scandal caught in the act, now was still a

salvage the situation.

her

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

to the ballroom. You must be looking forward to the

script auction.”

head, “No need,

unwell. Let’s go

studied her for a moment before nodding,

onto Seth’s arm. As they passed the

down the hallway, biting

tightening.

is it?” Seth asked, turning

said with a

the entire plan, but

mistake. He had to patiently stick with her through

his failure.

her gaze downward, her heart pounding wildly

of her decision. Emotions of

swirled within her.

family learn that

would possibly detest her. Yet, in

to utterly ruin Cicely far

wouldn’t actually kill her, but Cicely would be

reputation of P

never want

given Cicely’s character, she would never reconcile

for the title and status being Miss Ellis in P

thing either. She had been

and she