The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride

Charlie paused, then nodded. “Mr. Diaz, there’s a transatlantic meeting

tomorrow afternoon with the Ellis family. It’s regarding a joint venture for a luxury

hotel and a commercial boulevard with D country.”

“Got it.”

Seth was always busy. While his peers were out dating, living their best lives, he

not only took over the Diaz Corporation but took charge of all the Ellis family’s

key development projects and even established his very own company.

Everyone underestimated the ‘kid’, but he ended up eating their lunch.

That was probably Seth’s smartest move. No one expected someone so young

to play such a sophisticated game. Over the past six months, those who knew

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him were both surprised and wary of his tactics.

Despite his high-profile actions, he remained quite low-key personally.d2

People’s attitudes toward him had shifted from mocking ‘live-in son-in-law’ and

‘kid’ to a wary respect, no longer daring to speak ill of him behind his back.

However, there were other whispers within the company.

The term ‘live-in son-in-law’ might have been dropped, but rumors that he

wanted full control over the Ellis family were rampant. Some said he had no

affection for the Ellis family’s darling daughter, even bordering on dislike, and

that all his tolerance was solely for the sake of the Ellis family. Perhaps from the

start, the Ellis family’s heiress falling for him was part of his long game.

Who didn’t know what winning the Ellis family’s heiress meant? No fool would

pass up the chance to join the Ellis family.

Initially, shareholders scoffed at Seth, mocking the idea of a man trying to climb

the ranks through a woman as delusional, but in just a few years, he had

penetrated the upper echelons, wielding absolute power. If Seth ever left the

Ellis family, it was unthinkable what would become of them.

If he ever chose to go against the Ellis family, they wouldn’t stand a chance.

*

Cicely’s spirits didn’t seem to have dampened after the day’s earlier events.

Emiliana was worried at first, but it turned out Cicely genuinely didn’t mind.

During dinner with Seth that evening, Cicely casually mentioned the noon

incident.

“She’s been let go,” Seth said.

Cicely’s expression didn’t falter. “It seems that being a few years older does not

necessarily make you wiser.”

She paused, a sly smile forming, “But then again, some are decades older and

still willingly exploited.”

Seth’s eyes narrowed slightly, but Cicely spoke as if she was discussing

something trivial, elegantly chewing her food.

“What kind of wedding do you want?” Seth changed the subject, catching Cicely

off guard.

“What?”

Seth smirked, “Although I can arrange it, I can’t be sure of the specific style or

details you’d like. After all, it’s an important event, and it’s simpler to ask you

directly than to waste efforts on something you might not even like.”

Cicely slowly put down her fork, “Does this mean that we’re planning a

wedding?”

“How about the day after your birthday next year?”

Cicely looked dazed. “I think holding it on my birthday would be more

meaningful.”

Seth took a sip of water, his demeanor calm and refined, “Are you sure? From

then on, you’d celebrate two anniversaries on the same day each year. That

would certainly save me some time…”

Before Seth could finish, Cicely caught on. “I’ve decided. The day after my

birthday it is.”

Seth smiled, “So, think about what kind of wedding you want and let me know.”

Cicely’s eyes sparkled like a sea of stars. “I’ll have to think about it.”

She couldn’t hide her excitement, “I’ve got plenty of time these days.”

Seth couldn’t empathize. They were already married on paper, living as husband

and wife. This wedding was just a formality. What difference would it really

make?

But he knew women dreamed of a fairy-tale wedding. Cicely deserved one,

being the Ellis family heiress and the princess of P City. Her wedding was bound

to be unprecedented.

*

The next day, Cicely eagerly approached P City’s top wedding planning agency.

She spent the whole morning there.

The agency was always on the lookout for P City’s elite, keeping tabs on which

scions were of age and which heiresses were in love. After all, it was all about

business.

Cicely’s visit had them overjoyed; she was probably the most anticipated client

in P City. Even after she left, the agency staff were still in awe. True to her Ellis

family status, her demands were top-notch.

“Look at her, born with a silver spoon, look at that poise, that skin, that figure –

all courtesy of wealth,” one staffer said.

“So it’s her and Seth’s wedding? I knew it, but it still feels surreal.”

“Yeah, they say Mr. Diaz is in it for the Ellis fortune. Otherwise, how could he put

up with Ms. Cicely’s temperament?”

“That’s none of our business. I’m more excited to see how lavish Ms. Cicely’s

wedding will be.”

“Can’t imagine it. We’ll just have to see it with our own eyes.”

The young women’s conversation came full circle back to the grandeur of the

upcoming wedding, each of them filled with longing. Every woman dreams of

her perfect wedding day.

Cicely had skipped lunch, her mind preoccupied with wedding dresses, as she

dragged Issac to the bridal boutique.

They’d visited three stores, and after Issac had gently nudged her several times,

an increasingly irritable Cicely finally decided it was time to grab a bite.

Issac, unfazed by her sour mood, cheerily suggested as he drove, “We’re

actually quite close to Lucky Spoon, Miss. You always rave about their soup.”

“Lucky Spoon?” Cicely paused before conceding, “Alright, let’s get takeout from

there. I’ll have lunch with him at the office.”

Issac fell silent for a few seconds before pointing out, “It’s past two, Mr. Diaz has

likely already had his lunch.”

“Then we’ll make it an afternoon tea. He seems to like Lucky Spoon’s soup too.”

“Understood.”

*

By three o’clock, Seth was still in a meeting, and Cicely’s call came through to

Charlie’s phone.

“Where’s Seth?”

Charlie stepped outside the meeting room, speaking softly, “Mr. Diaz is in a

meeting at the Ellis Group. Is there something urgent? I can pass on a

message.”

“At the Ellis Group? Nothing major, just packed some food and wanted him to

join me. You don’t need to pass the message; I’ll be there shortly.”

“Okay.”

The call ended, and not ten minutes later, Charlie was again holding Seth’s

buzzing phone. “Madam, Mr. Diaz is still in the meeting. Can I assist with

anything on his behalf?”

Patty’s voice, cool and detached, filled the line, “Where is he having the

meeting?”

“The Ellis Group.”

“Hm.”

Patty acknowledged and abruptly disconnected. Charlie was left in a state of

confusion.

Half an hour later, as the meeting wrapped up and Seth emerged, Charlie

relayed Cicely’s message.

Seth’s expression didn’t change. “Buy a sugar-free cake on the way back.”

Charlie nodded, understanding the subtext, and added, “Madam also called, but

she didn’t say anythi—”

Before he could finish, the woman he spoke of appeared at the front office door.Charlie stopped mid-sentence and glanced at Seth.

Seth, lips pressed tightly together, made his way over.

Patty stepped aside with a frosty look as he opened the office door and followed

him in.

Charlie faintly heard Patty ask Seth, “Do you know why I came today?”

That question… He scratched his temple and shifted to the side.

Just then, the elevator dinged at their floor, making Charlie’s heart skip a beat.

He knew this was trouble. Before he could think of what to do, he saw Cicely

stepping out with two bags in her hands.d2

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He hurried forward, reaching to take the bags from her. “Ms. Cicely, you might

need to wait a bit longer. Mr. Diaz is still in a meeting.”

Cicely gave him an extra look, “Charlie, you feeling okay today?”

With a sheepish grin and a thin sheen of sweat on his forehead, Charlie replied,

“Yeah, I’m fine.”

Cicely rarely invested her thoughts in others and didn’t take much notice of

Charlie’s odd behavior today. She headed straight for Seth’s office. “It’s fine. I

can wait for him in his office, I’m not in a hurry.”

Charlie tried several times to stand in her way, not keen on her nearing the

office, but each attempt faltered before action. Such an obvious refusal would

make the problem too apparent.

“Ms. Cicely…”

“Seth!”

Cicely’s silhouette paused at the office door.

The former was Charlie’s final, helpless plea. The latter, a sharp rebuke, came

from Patty inside the office.

Charlie closed his eyes, especially embarrassed when Cicely silently glanced

his way.

“What are you trying to do? Warning Danielle to not talk too much in front of

me? If you don’t want to worry me, then why don’t you just agree to her? She’s

not without merit. Numerous talent agencies are vying for her. Now she wants to

sign with you, and you treat her like this? Rejected her several times? She can’t

even get an appointment with you? Is that reasonable?!”

“This is my company’s business. I can judge whether she’s qualified.”

“What kind of judgment do you have? Don’t think I don’t know what you’re up to.

Is it because of Cicely again? How much more are you going to cater to her?”

“If you know I’m trying to please her, then stop bringing up Danielle’s issues and

causing me trouble.”

Cicely frowned from outside the door.

Pleasing? Talking about pleasing her in front of Patty? She narrowed her eyes

and tilted her head, subconsciously wanting to hear more.

“So, how much does Danielle have to suffer? If wasn’t Danielle’s identity, signing

her would be the obvious choice, right? You said Cicely is nice and

understanding. If you explain it to her, she shouldn’t object.”

“If everyone is so keen on Danielle, she’ll get better treatment elsewhere than

from signing with me. Are you sure you want me to bring up Danielle’s case in

front of Cicely, who has harbored resentment for her?”

Patty took a deep breath, “But Danielle joining your company is just a matter of

time.”

“Definitely not now.”

Seth’s tone finally broke through his restraint, showing a hint of impatience.

Cicely’s hands at her sides clenched tightly, her gaze shadowed by a faint

gloom.

Silence fell in the office for a moment, and Patty’s next words were less heated.

“What about Danielle then? Seth, I’m warning you, Danielle is set on acting now.

When you weren’t the same circle, it’s all good, but now that you’re in the same

industry, you must look after her. Don’t use Cicely as a shield. If you really care,

you’ll manage it.”

Still hopeful, she added, “If you directly sign Danielle and look after her, that’s

only right. Even if Cicely finds out, she can’t complain.”

“If she truly encounters a problem, I’ll consider helping. But for now, when I say I

won’t sign her, I mean it.”

“Fine. I’ll talk to Danielle, but remember, by next year, after you’ve married her

and, as you said, secured the Ellis family’s influence and shares, you better sort

this out. I must be crazy to actually agree to let you marry her.”

Cicely’s heart skipped a beat, and suddenly her legs felt weak. She stepped

back, feeling lightheaded.

Charlie, who was too far from the office to hear the exchange, approached

Cicely with concern, “Ms. Cicely, are you alright?”

Cicely’s hands trembled slightly as she looked up at Charlie, her beautiful face

expressionless, her voice as calm as water. “I need to use the restroom.”

Not two minutes after she left, Patty emerged from the office.

Charlie entered next. He placed the two paper bags on the coffee table. Seth

was sitting in his chair, his face a mask of brooding darkness. “Mr. Diaz, Ms.

Cicely brought these from the Lucky Spoon.”

Seth’s gaze lifted slowly, the storm in his eyes yet to dissipate, his voice low and

strained, “Where is she?”

Startled by Seth’s demeanor, Charlie replied hesitantly, “She’s in the restroom.”

Seth’s attention finally shifted to the paper bags on the coffee table. “Did you get

the cake?”

“I just sent someone to pick it up; it should be back soon.”

“Alright.” Seth pinched the bridge of his nose and stood from his chair, moving

towards the door.

Charlie quickly stepped out, “I’ll check if the cake has arrived.”

Shortly after Charlie left, Cicely returned. Seth was now seated on the couch,

having laid out the soup and a few side dishes, the coffee table half-covered.

Seth caught Cicely’s entrance from the corner of his eye, his features indifferent

as he glanced her way. “Don’t tell me you skipped lunch.”

Cicely locked eyes with him for a couple of seconds, offering a half-hearted

smile before approaching. “I did, actually.”

Seth furrowed his brows. “What on earth were you doing that you missed

lunch?”

“I dropped by the wedding planner’s office, then window-shopped at a couple of

bridal boutiques.”

She settled beside Seth, her gaze fixed on his face as she approached,

searching for any hint of a reaction. But whether she was too naive or Seth was

too good at hiding his feelings, Cicely couldn’t read anything out of the ordinary.

His smile was measured, and when he spoke, smile tinged his voice. “Spot any

dresses that caught your eye?”

“Well, I only hit three shops. Saw some pretty ones, but I think there might be

something better out there.”

“Did you try any on?”

“Isn’t trying on dresses something you’re supposed to do with me?”

Seth cradled a bowl of porridge, spooning a taste and offering it to Cicely’s lips,

which she accepted with an open mouth.

“Yeah, maybe this weekend I’ll have some time.” He spoke only after seeing her

obediently swallow.

Cicely picked up a fork, spearing a bite of side salad and popping it into her

mouth with a satisfied squint. “Sounds good.”

Seth fed her another spoonful. “Eat up, okay?”

Taking the spoon from him, Cicely responded, “You should look at tuxedos too.”

Seth just chuckled noncommittally, reaching for another bowl of soup.

As they neared the end of the meal, there was a knock at the office door. Setting

down his bowl, Seth called out, and Charlie came in bearing a cake.

“Ms. Cicely, this is a sugar-free cake Mr. Diaz specifically asked me to pick up

for you.”

“Thank you.”

Cicely turned towards Seth with a beaming smile. “So nice. What do you want

as a reward?”

“Any reward I want?”

She nodded. “Of course.”

Seth raised an eyebrow, looked at her and said, “How about you throw some of

your shares my way?”

“Sure.” Cicely pulled the cake closer without a hint of hesitation.

Seth gave her a longer look, his smile fading a touch. “A cake for a company?”

“What’s mine is yours, isn’t it? In the end, I’m up one cake, right?”

Seth fell silent, leaning back on the couch, watching as she casually forked cake

into her mouth. “Do you even know what owning even one percent of the Ellis

Group’s shares means?”

Cicely tilted her head in thought. “Lots and lots of money?”

Seth pursed his lips. “Not wrong. One percent of a huge sum could equal the

profits of a five-star hotel for at least a decade, not counting future appreciation.”

“Well, that’s the Ellis Group.”

Her expression wasn’t particularly surprised; she’d known the Ellis family was

wealthy since she was a child.

“But that’s my dad’s, and it will be yours in the future. If you’re counting on me, a

hundred five-star hotels wouldn’t be enough for my adventures.”

After saying this, Cicely looked at Seth with a smile. “So, I guess you’ll be taking

care of things, hubby?”

Seth’s eyes narrowed slightly. “What did you call me?”

“Hubby? Isn’t that right?” Cicely’s face was the picture of innocence.

Seth eyed the cake in her hand. “Is the cake good?”

“Delicious.”

“You’ve had quite a bit. Aren’t you tired of it?”

“I’ll stop after this piece. If you didn’t want me to have so much, why buy a whole

cake?”

“I wanted to make sure you had enough, not that you’d eat it all. The room’s got

toiletries if you need them.” He gestured towards the hidden lounge.

Cicely popped the last bite of cake into her mouth, then sighed contentedly,

patting her belly gently. “Looks like I might have to hit the gym later.”

Seth’s gaze flickered over her flat stomach, his lips tightening.

As Cicely opened the lounge door and stepped inside, a warm pressure

suddenly pressed against her from behind. She was nudged into the room,

instinctively turning her head in confusion. A force encircled her waist, and

before she could react, she found herself pinned against the wall. It was Seth. She could smell his scent and see his silhouette. Trapped between

the wall and his chest, she questioned, “What are you doing?”

Seth bent over, his handsome face just inches away. The slender dark pupils

seemed to be filled with the lingering scent of aged wine, and even the warm

breath sprayed on her face appeared to carry a hint of alcohol. His lowered,

seductive voice was too easy to bewitch the heart. “I’m here for my reward, of

course.”

Cicely blinked, “You’re not expecting me to sign the transfer deed right now, are

you?”

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A firm squeeze on her waist answered her as Seth pressed his lips to hers in the

midst of her protest.

Cicely gasped, her hands instinctively rising, poised to push him away, but

instead, they found their way to his shoulders.

As the kiss deepened and showed no sign of stopping, Cicely began to struggle.

When there was a brief pause, she managed to say, “Don’t tell me your reward

involves even more.”d2

Seth’s lips brushed her cheek as he maneuvered her towards the bed, pinning

her beneath him with a bent knee. His free hand reached up, deftly undoing the

buttons of her blouse.

“Considering the company shares could be given away as a reward, doing a bit

more is well within my rights.” he mused.

Even after their many moments of bare honesty, Cicely still found herself easily

allured by any move this man made. As her blouse fell open, revealing her

porcelain skin, she bit her lip, falling silent.

Seth smirked, his fingers weaving through her hair, cradling her neck, drawing

her close, and then effortlessly captured her lips once more. She was swept into

the whirlpool he stirred, losing all coherent thought.

Forget Patty, forget Danielle, forget company shares, forget love or not. She

didn’t need to think about anything. Right now, she could simply indulge in what

she had.

It wasn’t too late. She retracted her earlier yearning for something called “love.”

Let it be as it started; he coveted what she had, and that was enough. She just

needed this man to belong to her entirely.

The curtains were drawn at some point, and as the evening sun blazed, the

room was enveloped in dimness.

Curled in the blankets, Cicely’s hair was strewn messily over the pillow and

bedding. Her eyes were half-closed, her long lashes fluttering occasionally.

Her arm lay casually across the mattress, her breathing slow and even. The

flush on her delicate face deepened as she saw her slightly curled fingers move

in the dim light, the ring on her finger catching a glint.

The finger moved again, and a warm presence pressed against her back,

interlocking fingers, and a warm kiss was planted behind her ear.

She stared at the hand that was holding her, while a patch of chill lightly hit her

skin from behind. She wasn’t sure whether to feel ironic or grateful. The ring was

on him, but he refused to put it on his finger.

Turning to face Seth, her gaze met his desire-laden handsome features. With

easier access, Seth buried his face into her neck.

“Seth, do you believe I love you?”

The one who falls first is destined to lose, and she never hid it. Perhaps it was

youthful ignorance or simply an innate honesty.

Could love ever be hidden?

Even now, she’d likely make the same choice. In the Ellis family, she was never

taught, nor did she learn, to be deceitful. Illusions always crumble, like overedited selfies that can’t withstand the light of day.

Why pretend not to love? Why fear the truth being uncovered?

She never considered these questions, so she never thought about hiding.

The kiss at her neck seemed to cool slightly. “Mmm.” He knew, how could he

not? Everyone knew Cicely loved Seth. He was too clever.

With a lazy smile, she asked, “Do you love me?”

He didn’t answer directly. Men have a million ways to dodge or gloss over a

question when they wish to. “Have I ever done anything to make you feel

unloved?”

What a shrewd response. Was this a mere evasion, or did it imply that his love

for her was genuine?

“No, you’re wonderful. I guess every woman wants to hear those words.”

Seth chuckled softly, “Actions speak louder than words. Especially for men, that

phrase is quite cheap.”

So cheap that even saying it felt beneath them. Insincere to the point of

disbelief.

As expected, she didn’t get the answer she probably wanted. Cicely closed her

eyes and snuggled deeper into the pillow. “Let’s not. I’m tired.”

“Mmm, rest here. No need for the gym.”

Her brows twitched, eliciting a low laugh from Seth. Even the most seemingly

reserved men become wicked in these matters, it seemed.

Remembering their intimate moments and the raw words spoken in his deep,

husky voice, her cheeks flushed with heat.

Underneath his reserved exterior was a fierce passion, overwhelming in its

contrast.

After the day’s exertions, the gym was indeed unnecessary.

Seth adjusted the room temperature and tucked the blankets around her. Then

there was movement from the bathroom, sounds of ease as if at home.

How long had it been since Seth felt this comfortable with the Ellis family?

Dismissing the foggy, useless thoughts from her mind, Cicely drew a long breath

and burrowed her face into the pillow.

When she awoke later, the room was dark. Groggily turning over, her hand

stretched out from under the covers and encountered warmth. The next second,

it was held.

She paused, turning her head to peer through the darkness. “Seth?”

“Sleeping until now. What are your plans for tonight, hmm?”

Cicely inhaled deeply, sighing long and hard. “What time is it?”

“Seven.”

“Hmm…”

After sleeping the afternoon away, she certainly wouldn’t sleep early in the

evening.

*

So, after finishing dinner, the two of them returned home. After washing up,

Cicely hugged her laptop and searched online for wedding videos, wedding

styles, wedding venues, and even went as far as planning the honeymoon.

The two stayed in the study together, with Cicely wearing headphones. Except

for occasional faint sounds, there was hardly any noise.

Several times Seth looked up to see her utterly engrossed in the screen, her

expression one of intense focus.

Seth furrowed his brow in thought. Was this okay?

He knew what she was up to and could see her excitement about the wedding.

But given her personality, shouldn’t she be coming over to ask for his opinion

now and then? Yet, she was too quiet, as if her excitement was hers alone.

He waited for her to come over and share something—anything—but as the

clock ticked past eleven, there was no sign of her doing so.

“Getting late, we should go to sleep,” Seth said, his voice carrying a chill.

“Well, I’m not sleepy yet. You go ahead,” she replied, unfazed.

Seth stood up with a frosty expression and walked over to her. Towering above

Cicely, who was nestled on the couch, Seth didn’t wait for her to look up before

he removed her headphones, took the laptop away, and scooped her into his

arms.

Cicely opened her mouth to protest but ultimately, nothing came out. It wasn’t

until he laid her down on the bed that she finally voiced her discontent. “I feel

like there are still so many things I haven’t considered. I told you I wasn’t tired.”

“I am,” Seth replied curtly.

“If you’re tired, sleep. I’m not holding you back.”

“Sleep with me.”

She paused, a bit taken aback. “What, can’t sleep without me now?”

Seth didn’t answer, just pulled her close into his embrace. Cicely didn’t struggle.

She just cozied up within his arms.

“The wedding’s next year. No need to rush things now.”

“That’s not it. Just getting a head start, you know? My wedding has to be the

best-prepared event ever.”

“So, what have you figured out? What kind of wedding do you want? Have you

decided?”

She sighed. “I can’t decide. I want a beach wedding, but then a church is

classic. Those traditional-themed weddings have their charm. But I can’t quite

picture you in anything but a suit. Maybe we should stick to a hotel wedding—it’s

timeless and foolproof.”

Her voice was filled with indecision, and even her final decision seemed driven

more by his preferences than her own wishes. She still hadn’t asked what he

thought.

*

Come the weekend, true to his word, Seth took Cicely to a bridal boutique to try

on wedding gowns.

Men trying on formal wear seems a simple affair. Clad in a tailored black suit,

Seth embodied an air of indifferent nobility, the crisp lines accentuating his tall

figure. His calm demeanor belied his youthful age.

Seth sat on a plush sofa reserved for grooms-to-be, casually flipping through a

bridal magazine, his long fingers idly turning the pages.

The staff, cheeks flushed, kept stealing glances in his direction, their gazes

periodically drawn to him.

After some time, the automatic doors before him glided open. There stood

Cicely, radiant in a white wedding gown under the spotlight, as an attendant

meticulously adjusted her train before stepping back with an approving smile

aimed at Seth. “The bride is ready.”

Seth’s gaze had already lifted to meet Cicely, adorned in a simple bridal

makeup. The mermaid-cut gown hugged her figure from chest to waist to hips to

just above the knees, showcasing her stunning silhouette. The off-shoulder

design revealed her graceful collarbones, dotted with faint pink marks.

The staff’s initial gasps of admiration quickly turned into blushing whispers as

they noticed the marks on Cicely’s skin. Their eyes darted back to Seth, their

minds undoubtedly concocting a vivid narrative of passionate intimacy behind

closed doors. Just by looking at the marks left on her, they could imagine the

fervor of their private encounters.Cicely was undeniably beautiful, a local belle known for her stunning looks since

childhood. Her inherent pride was unmatched, and while some found her

personality challenging, many envied her grace and radiance.

Seth was convinced he had seen her at her most beautiful. Yet the moment he

looked up and saw her, his eyes involuntarily narrowed. Her beauty was elastic,

always managing to shatter previous notions of elegance and allure.

At the bridal boutique, the photographer cradled the camera, constantly shifting

angles to capture Cicely in this moment.

Cicely was slightly embarrassed by the revealing marks, and though she never

felt constrained by her wardrobe before, today she felt an unusual sense of

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nervousness. “How does it look?”

Seth’s gaze swept over her again, “Gorgeous, but maybe the next one will be

even better.”

Was that a diplomatic way of expressing dissatisfaction?d2

The attendant beside Cicely quickly added, “Ms. Cicely’s figure is perfect. This

gown highlights all of her best features.”

Seth’s gaze fixated on Cicely’s face, “Do you like it?”

A hint of disappointment flickered in Cicely’s eyes, “Of course, I’d hope you’d

like it too.”

Suddenly, Seth stood and walked towards her. She watched in confusion as he

lifted the trailing veil from behind her, wrapped it around her shoulders, then

around her waist, and finally tied a knot above her knee. After stepping back to

take another look, he nodded satisfactorily, “If it’s like this, then this one might

work after all.”

Cicely fell silent.

The attendants finally understood the situation. Aside from his handsome looks,

Seth seemed to carry an adorable possessiveness and a strong hint of jealousy.

“Then perhaps we shouldn’t bother with this one.” If the gown’s only advantage

was to be concealed, what was the point?

Seth couldn’t be happier. “Try on some others then.”

Cicely couldn’t even muster up anger, only to retreat back into the dressing

room.

Seth smirked and settled back onto the couch.

Trying on wedding dresses took time, and most of the staff were gathered

around, watching Seth and anticipating Cicely’s next appearance.

An employee entered, calling the manager, “The actors from our partnered

production are here to try on dresses.”

“I’ll be right there.” The woman acknowledged as Manager greeted Seth and

hurried off.

Cicely chose a more conservative dress for her second fitting, a long-sleeve

lace gown with a small train and a V-neck. Unsurprisingly, Seth was pleased.

Cicely rolled her eyes. This man, despite his young age, had rather conservative

tastes.

The photographer snapped a few more pictures, including some of Seth and

Cicely together.

After trying on two dresses, Cicely was exhausted. She couldn’t tell if Seth was

growing impatient, but she was ready to surrender.

They left the VIP dressing room, Seth went to get the car, and Cicely spoke to

the receptionist, “Please save a copy of the photos we took.”

“Sure, may I have your email?”

Cicely wrote down her address.

“This one for the beginning, this one for the grand finale.”

Cicely’s brow furrowed at the familiar voice, and as she turned to leave,

Danielle’s gaze fell upon her.

Danielle’s confusion turned to a dark realization upon seeing Cicely’s face.

Cicely had no intention of putting on a show for her. She walked away, but as

she passed by, Danielle suddenly grabbed her arm with a grip that made Cicely

frown. She turned to see a panicked Danielle, whose voice quivering, “What are

you doing here?”

Cicely glanced coldly at her gripped arm, “Let go.”

Danielle’s grip tightened, but upon seeing Cicely’s angry and impatient face, she

relented and asked again, “What are you doing here?”

“Is it any of your business?”

“Are you here to try on dresses with someone, or are you…”

“Do you think there’s anyone worth my time to accompany to a dress fitting?”

Danielle’s face paled, “You mean you…”

“What else?”

Cicely gave her a chilling look, “We’re both in P City, and I get the whole ‘hard to

avoid’ thing, but you’d better learn to take a detour when you see me. If that’s

too much, at least don’t come looking for me. I’m holding back now, not because

I can’t take action. Understand?”

Danielle stood pale as Cicely’s words echoed. They weren’t new, but they struck

hard. All Danielle could focus on was that Cicely was here trying on wedding

dresses, which meant she was getting married.

To whom? Who else but Seth could Cicely marry?

Rubbing her wrist, Cicely left the boutique with a cold expression, finding Seth’s

car waiting at the entrance.

Danielle belatedly followed, witnessing Cicely get into Seth’s car. If not for the

white pillar she clung to, she might have collapsed then and there.

fellow actor noticed Danielle’s distress

Danielle’s nails dug into the pillar, her eyes

could Patty ever agree to their marriage?

car disappear through the glass

She bit her lip, staring blankly out the door,

*

New Year’s Day, the Ellis family announced

July 28th. Despite

a stir in

later, Patty paid a visit to the Ellis

with the Ellis family,

as somber as ever,

Danielle.

trace

always had that resting bitch face, so Cicely didn’t

attention.

long time

thin smile, “Indeed, it’s been a while.

So many for New Year’s,

Creighton, “It’s the least

I must say, you’ve become quite the stranger

come through a third party. This

find a place to buy it. I mentioned it to

avail. I had nearly given up

and Seth mentioned you went through

to get it. Very thoughtful of

her gaze fixing on the gleaming

of considerable value. She had no idea

her. So Seth got it

favor with her

smile, “Seth really deserves most of the

returned as she shifted her focus back

be united took me

and Millie’s daughter. Your friend

charming, doesn’t it?”

unmistakable.

a joke. There was a

her words.

darkened slightly, “It’s all

always a joyous occasion.”

sipped her tea,

by the way.” As if recalling something, Patty set down

the entertainment industry.

look out for her. Don’t worry about Danielle. It seems

to step back from company matters. Seth might

Still, we hope he’ll avoid

colder.

in taking care of Danielle, it only made sense for her contracts

Since Cicely wouldn’t

and

with a frosty politeness, “With

worry about. Should any issue arise, the Ellis family

the one

and Seth has no obligation to

Ellis family’s

someone else’s.”

ever

isn’t she just that?

mentioned, my mother is your best friend as

like a daughter

at Cicely’s carefree, beautiful face, her anger turning

never seen you as an

ungrateful, feeling like an outsider

we’ll soon be family, and I trust you’ll

my future with Seth and the Diaz family,

stable home is the foundation of success, don’t you

clear: don’t let someone like Danielle create chaos at

his work—that would

trouble.”

Ellis

family or him looking after Danielle, it’s all the

for another day. There

to

cold smirk, her eyes turning towards Danielle,

been silent throughout.

will indeed need special attention. It seems

a suitable match to

already pale complexion turned even paler. Seth finding

was more torturous than death itself. Cicely knew

to twist the

life is my own, and it doesn’t

sounds commendable, but can you

one denies you’re an Ellis. Have some self-awareness,

you’re facing trouble, seek

her face

into the Diaz family, you think you

just because Patty dotes on you? Sure,

then you’d be the one putting Patty in a tight spot, not me.

should be grateful for that, not

welcome.”

with Danielle was the focal point of

the entire Diaz family. It was rare for them

wasn’t exactly polite, today was

her cards on the table, even if it meant

out what difficult matter it is. You can’t solve it on

family can’t solve it, but someone like

of worldly matters, can take care of

Even

Danielle with new scrutiny after Cicely’s

Cicely. Every time, Cicely’s arguments

the

thoughts

with Danielle’s silenced,

small, knowing smile. “If you decided on your own two feet,

spine.”

think you’re so perfect? What have you got

do you have to judge whether I have a

not?”

in the

raised an eyebrow, leisurely took a sip of

as the lady from the Ellis family, and I have the chops to

Ellis family

you?”

hands clenched tighter, her face turning even paler. Cicely’s claim

Seth left her

palpable to everyone,

more, her eyes warmly

all was right in the

counter Cicely’s words. Young as

tongue. Even Patty’s intervention hadn’t

and she was left speechless

remarks.

truly found Danielle to be a

Danielle was indeed

throughout the meal,

up her contract once more. But aside from a

contacts with Cicely, the matter of

lip, her heart seething

lunch, Danielle left with Patty. The silence during their

at her. “Think about it,

that’s her skill. You two are both from the

line, but Seth chose her in the

tricks, but to get

to be handed to you

Even if Seth

influence. Men always

at first, Patty was shocked. She

But so what?

followed by a harsh abandonment, wouldn’t

the rest of her life

daughter seduced her son.

mother and daughter, whoever got punished, it would

Patty, a delicious revenge.

Millie have all

for but couldn’t have was Millie’s. The love she settled

the feeling of being loved, turned out to be a lie centered

Millie.

Millie’s was all

tragedy, and what she did

pathetic joke because of Millie. And

living a charmed life that

It was utterly detestable.

karma had

“So Seth doesn’t love

Patty, is all of this true?

the Ellis

to help him instead of going to

reins of the Ellis family’s

think he’ll choose you over

paused, realizing it was a reasonable explanation. But

the picture and Cicely wasn’t

power would still likely be his.

getting married with Cicely?

anxiety growing. The more she thought

and hopeless the answers

get a response from

on her heart. Because Danielle’s reasoning

big award ceremonies

“Era of Elegance” swept up the major awards.

Actress, and as a guest performer at

the year drew

year. For celebrities like

was

for the new year.

had surged, and she had been

at various

including some from major productions.

role

be her focus for

had a fair share of events

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in the same circles, running into

normal.

Cicely had found for Seth in

hospital hallway, propped up

Cicely arrived at the hospital, Charlie was standing guard

Charlie’s expression, Cicely deduced that

injuries weren’t too severe.

to get there, instantly relaxed a bit as

hands against the corridor

legs, which had almost given

strength.

a car accident, and Cicely couldn’t

hospital. It was as

raced, as if

Cicely,” Charlie began, “Mr. Diaz is okay, just a mild concussion,

scrapes from shattered glass. Nothing

she’s

hand on the wall twitched slightly, her gaze

room and settling on Charlie’s face as his voice trailed off.

see him,” she said.

a moment, “Mr. Diaz is not in

nodded, her tone

room?”

smile, “Mr. Diaz asked me to

seconds later, Cicely chuckled, “Charlie, there’s

is my cousin, after all. I should

there because of Seth.”

this and realized she had a point, but since

with Ms. Cicely,

reasons.

just turned to

determined to

ways to do so.

I’ll take you there.”

reception desk. Why

her bad side

the operating room, they saw Seth’s

in a hospital

his face

legs probably did too, hidden

motionless in front of the

Cicely drew closer, she saw the slight furrow

a clear sign of his

briefly at Charlie, who immediately

head.

him, facing the operating room

has it been?”

her overly calm face, his brow creasing slightly before

the digital display above

minutes.”

lip, seventy-six minutes.

replied lightly, “Is

gaze on

then asked, “Anything else

him, “You’re not a doctor, and neither am I. I

guess neither of us really

I ask? Or maybe

soft and

at all. She also didn’t

Danielle was undergoing a critical

was too realistic

watched from the side, suddenly thinking it

in life. After all, it was two people who

accident that night.

said as if remembering something,

in

closed his eyes

“It was intentional. We’re

“I see,” and turned back

voice lingered

turned to him, a puzzled look

you going to

a once-over. Just

“Charlie told me you

says it’s not serious, and you don’t

blind.” She looked up at the digital clock overhead, “You’ve

seem fine. Do I really

it is? If you want me to ask, I can. So,

skipped a beat. This was it. Mr. Diaz had fallen into his own

said it was serious, standing outside Ms.

like an act of profound

ever-gentle face and finally said,

eyebrow and, after standing for

nearby chair.

a call and left,

change at the operating room door,

If you’re not going back to your room, I’ll

to see you tomorrow.”

warrant keeping vigil

operating room.

was past 1

her father or grandfather with the

spook them in the

been concerned for Patty, hence aside from himself, Cicely,

assistant

no one else.

else

and energy was

voice seemed too distinct in the silent corridor. Allie glanced

unsure what

at Cicely,

I go back

was silent for a beat, “You can

expression turned a

“Alright, I’ll leave then and

“Mm.”

Cicely turned and

bend while Seth

sight.

Seth and Allie in the hallway. Allie, feeling awkward,

Diaz, there’s no need for us all to be here. You’re hurt

and let you know

words hung unanswered in the

2 a.m. when Cicely saw Charlie still in the parking

worn out himself.

“Ms. Cicely.”

surprised, “You’re

should get some rest

was still a bit dazed,

the OR. If you need

his

Cicely leaned against

about

was driving,

Cicely, who seemed to have dozed off,

up. “I heard

her through the rearview mirror. She

partly hidden by

said her life’s

too much.”

way things are between us, I’d be

bucket. If I’m worried

hurt but not

spiteful, but Issac knew that no matter how much

lift a finger to

beat. Just carry me upstairs when we get

“Okay.”

*

his findings to Seth. “It was Ray’s family.

took a hit out.”

change much. The

“The police are involved now.”

were

grunted

door, hesitated, then said, “Mr. Diaz, you still need

on IV. I can stay

to rub his temple but

your injury. Maybe you should go

to rest. I’ll

“It’s okay.”

no reason to leave before, even less now. But he did sit where

movements betraying a hint of

despite his smooth

sealed OR

and

*

her room, laying her on the bed and removing

She was too tired to even

“Remember to close the bedroom

“Will do.”

a sliver of her face visible, the rest obscured by

she might’ve seemed just ordinarily

night’s drama involving Danielle and

remained

*

early

the living

up

here for so long, she’d never seen this little miss

had an accident last night. Make three breakfasts. I’ll

with me to the

accident? Is

serious. They said a mild concussion, some scrapes,

from the glass.”

sound ‘not serious’ at all. “Didn’t

last night?”

Cicely remained silent.

might have overstepped, the

prepare breakfast.

ablaze with news of the accident. It seemed there was

tell grandpa and dad; they were likely already

her phone, Cicely got dressed and packed a

waiting in the living room and quickly

the suitcase from her.

it even

her hands without a word the moment she arrived. It was simply

nature.

pampered from birth, never having to lift a finger

anything.

the door when Cicely

breakfast. Let’s eat together before we head

the hospital.”

suitcase down, Issac watched Cicely’s retreating

dining room and

her.

up Seth’s breakfast to go, paused when she

the table with the young mistress.

them, before slowly placing the food box on the table. “Mr.

is here.”

acknowledged with a

*

at the hospital, Seth’s room was empty. Issac

and food box down,

it

expressionless, and answered the call, “Dad…”

came through, “Did you know Danielle was in

accident last night?”

“Yes, I’m aware.”

brief silence on

a passing nurse with a hand gesture, “Could

the woman who was in

nurse checked her phone, probably accessing the

system, “She’s in V66.”

Cicely headed towards the VIP

“Hmm” from Creighton, and

Cicely reached Danielle’s room, Patty stood at

still-unconscious Danielle with an expression of pain and

to the man standing beside her, his face

give up her life for you, and yet, what about Cicely? She

alone in the hospital to go home and sleep? Can you see clearly now

you should not?” Seth’s expression was far

from the night before, and his dark eyes, though

coldness, held a certain

“Cicely?”

and Creighton’s familiar

with confusion, “Why aren’t you coming

gaze snapped up suddenly, landing on Cicely, who

back over her

His eyes narrowed slightly.d2

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around, her face was etched with a

Seth found himself detesting her all-too-common

life-threatening danger, she

reassured, taking Erik’s arm.

approached the hospital room. Patty shifted awkwardly to the

a look that

Cicely had taken up her post at the door, and

might have overheard.

Danielle’s attending

family had arrived,

going to be alright?”

and middle fingers are

fractures, and there’s a broken rib in the chest.

treatment and rest, she’ll be healed in

months.”

“Gosh! That serious.”

were indeed severe, and

to

time like this, he still felt a pang of

smile on her face

injury was enough to evoke thoughts of how

and Danielle

real.

Danielle’s unconscious

her otherwise

Impressive, indeed.

voice suddenly broke the

hesitated, “It won’t affect normal

ability to perform complex dance moves, and as for playing the

sorry…”

had been vague and

Saying that she couldn’t perform highdifficulty dance movements had been just

courage and confidence could a dancer have if they were unable

execute even “complex” moves?

That won’t do!” Patty’s

dance and piano since she

she was scheduled

silent, simply giving

His brow furrowed distinctly.

in the

there oblivious, Cicely felt

wash over her.

perhaps because she had

breakfast for you; it’s

to head back now?”

few seconds, Seth rose to his feet and moved towards

and Creighton, suggesting, “The important thing

us to hover around; it might even disturb

rest. Should we disperse?”

Her logic was sound.

hospital room, leaving only

watch over Danielle.

seeing the elders off, Cicely followed Seth back to

took the breakfast from the food box and placed it

the couch and pulled out her

eating with a spoon, the silence in the

attention seemed to

buzz about Seth had vanished from the charts,

binding him and

guys hear? I witnessed the accident. The

car, but Danielle’s

shield Mr. Diaz. Then it seemed Mr. Diaz realized and

ended up taking the hit.

their lives to protect each other? Is this

called love?]

that the two of them came out

a drop of

Are they too in sync, or is there something else going on

they were together from the

exited the feed and launched

me anything?” Seth’s

her gaming.

up, Cicely responded, “Ask what? Did something

between you and Danielle?”

Seth’s frown deepened, “No.”

you.” Her tone

puts me at ease. But why

long. If I had to question

me sooner rather than later. It

into making mistakes and then use that as an excuse

leave me.”

wanted to leave, would the reason matter?”

lifted her head, smiling at

considered

last spoonful of oatmeal and set the

addressing your

with a slight smile,

things and badger you if you and Danielle

her ended up in the

the same car accident on the same road,

you and her, then I

don’t have to ease my worries. There

look forward

shifted, his dark eyes probing

expecting? That I’d drop you like a

wry smile, making her way over to him, “I

more like a mutual

containers into a lunchbox, stealing a

you haven’t slept a wink all

and said you haven’t even started on

supposed to be

you going to explain what you

on a nearby cabinet,

worry about? The ball’s always been

the dining area and stand by his

come

approached the topic with a nonchalance

and Seth didn’t press it, changing the

“What about you?”

if I, as your

it safe,

settled

remained silent, simply keeping watch in the hospital

He hadn’t slept all night,

to him. The hospital room gradually

them breathing

her phone aside, lifted her gaze to check

and finally let her eyes rest on his

was serene, her gaze

two bags of IV

staff, ordering lunch for two, asking Issac

she asked the nurse to keep an eye

downstairs to grab lunch and get some fresh

ten minutes, she returned,

bed empty.

lunchbox on the cabinet, her eyes downcast as she

the edge of it, smiling

remained silent, and the nurse on the side had to speak up. “The

woke up, the gentleman

Probably?

was more

*

wrapped around his head,

could see it clearly.

hoarse,

nonchalant look, Seth replied,

features softened with relief, her tone

“That’s good.”

grandfather have come to see

do now is rest up and follow

paused, her voice and demeanor

am I badly injured? How long

Seth’s brow furrowed slightly.

the doctor and you

months.”

filled Danielle’s eyes as

forming in

I’m about to start filming, and

it is, you’re in no shape to shoot. There’s no

negotiation.”

her eyes to hide the despair welling

a thin line, his gaze cool as he watched

silence, he added, “Focus on getting better, and I’ll

another role for you.”

quivered with disbelief, staring at Seth

misheard.

“Seth…”

I won’t consider you for the role

into tears of joy,

care

he turned his attention to the

the Ellis

“You should have lunch.”

agreed, and the overly cautious servant

afraid of

in his arms for the servant

behind her, then gently set her back

blushed, her heart pounding fiercely.

the two since they had known each

appetite. Although the lunch brought by

considering her injuries, she still frowned slightly when it was opened.

speak and refuse, she lifted her eyes to

dangerously stern

*

Seth returned to his room, only to

by the same nurse

on the

said this is home-cooked, and

doesn’t like the hospital’s smell,

some

silent, opening the lunchbox to find the

good portion missing.

“The lady had some of it

at the fork before sitting on the

to the ward room, the lunch

long ago remained untouched.

tidied

Seth’s exposed arm appeared freshly

“What happened?” Cicely inquired.

nurse stated, slipping back into

now. Make sure to protect your

any kind of strain.”

already approached Seth, frowning with

hearing the nurse, she

gaze fell on the man adjusting his sleeve, a

with Danielle and end up

sleeve properly, “She’s practically

raised an eyebrow. So what

it beneath him to lay hands

he felt obliged to take extra

couch with a huff, propping her chin on her hand as

him. “Seth, I don’t want to go through this again. You’ve

shape, you’ve got

to see you hurt, and what’s

to nurse you back to health. I want to

discharged, not languishing here, getting worse with each passing

show much change in response to

of sorrow and concern. After leisurely chewing the

don’t like staying in the

any time.”

a moment before letting out a soft

if I like the

about how I usually treat you—like

you’re doing great,” said

“I think I’m doing pretty well, too. But

if I’m not

nurse, busy as

discord and made a hasty retreat from the

job. So, since you don’t like

continue having you take care

impression I’m dissatisfied?”

as a pancake, devoid of

rather than the one in need

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his gaze for a moment longer. “Falling ill is as common as rain,

that don’t need to be spelled out

pointing fingers. Just focus on

finally furrowed his brow, putting down

mean

lips.

buy her nonchalance, but he knew pressing for a real

blood

been waiting outside. You don’t look like you’ll be

probably brought a ton

stood up, opened the door to let Charlie in, then placed

side. “I’ll

a laptop and

from in front of

shook off the chilly gaze

a second skin.

underlying tension

he had no clue. He could only systematically

the company to

before Danielle’s door for a

her lunch not long

coldly as

“What do you want?”

“Just checking if you’ve

acerbic wit, Danielle simply smirked. “Sorry

disappoint.”

the blanket off Danielle, who could

and anger with her

“What are you doing?”

eyes narrowed slightly at the sight of Danielle’s

her hand, her gaze flicking over

hands.

“Indeed, very disappointing.”

out a cold laugh

die, try not to be a burden. It’s quite a feat

your condition.”

“What do

clicked in Cicely’s head as

figure, a sudden epiphany.

she said, “After

don’t

had a fight.”

her

on his arm,

over her face, betraying her emotions until the

Cicely snapped her back

she didn’t miss

to

the hospital, Cicely left to seek the comfort

with Seth, their sparse conversation strictly

after Cicely’s departure, the door stirred.

as he saw the

woman stood at the door. “Good day, sir.

Ms. Cicely. Please let me know if

a glance at Seth, whose

icy.

off guard by the chill, looked to

without comment, asked Charlie about some work-related items,

file

position, watching a movie on her

with a smile

her rigid posture, Seth approached. “Been sitting all

Danielle nodded.

moved to lift her, but

can ask someone

from the Ellis

concerned. “Just be

to a halt. He straightened up

“How

but still said, “Cicely came

a bit, but he still carefully helped

the bed.

“How bad is it?”

“It’s nothing.”

left Danielle at a loss for

didn’t return that night, but she called the caregiver to check

overhearing, asked, “What did

you’re okay. She insisted I be careful with

come by tomorrow.”

*

showed up the next day just past noon, finding Seth

room.

much brighter than

brimming with vitality.

like the hospital, not that there needed to be a

place like that.

got some good rest yesterday,” Seth remarked

She placed a food container in front of him. “Brought you

soup. It’s

caretaker stepped forward, raised the bed table, and laid out the food

the containe, which was

light yet hearty.

lunch before him, his

before him today.

wrong? Not to your taste?”

“Why is

it enough? I prepared

It’s definitely not

you’re not eating

it dawned on her that he was being petulant. “Well, I

eaten at home.”

expression darkened, and he pushed the

I won’t

aback. “Are

his face

as is going hungry. Do you

think I care?”

Still, Seth remained quiet.

long while, understanding

to budge.

sat

the plate.

“Come on, eat.”

twitched ever so

if you’ve taken

She was about to relent

when he spoke again.

not quite up

lips parted, almost spitting out a retort,

she held back.

you

is qualified

help but

a straight-laced man could be so

Seth’s injury

he was discharged to

care of him personally, but Seth refused,

Cicely that it was Cicely’s duty to care for

argue, and neither

be told, Cicely

of taking care of him,

like royalty.

Creighton fell ill unexpectedly.

the Ellis family estate

explained that ever since learning of Danielle’s accident

which

toll on his health.

home, Cicely found Creighton dozing in a garden chair, basking in

beside him. To an outsider, he might

not someone under the weather,

clear

the warm, bright

she called softly. Creighton’s brow furrowed, then his eyes

are you

“You’re not feeling well.”

a seat opposite him, pouring herself a glass of

that

“Such a serious

couldn’t imagine what else could have affected his

so suddenly.

recovery. Whatever the severity, it’s all in

There’s no point dwelling on

Cicely’s consolation sounded detached.

looked at her for a moment.

the case,

that aren’t your concern.

matter how much you give, what do you get in

me we should be content knowing we did our

advantage of you. If you’re content, the

your efforts for granted. I expect a return for my efforts.

unconditionally

the business world long enough to understand

truths, b

experienced life’s ups and downs,

treating family even better.

genuinely care for each other—others

shouldn’t fuss over some things too much.

As long as Seth

always quarrel with him.”

lashes fluttered, her arm resting on the chair armrest, her eyes halfclosed as she watched the bright, multicolored chrysanthemums blooming

as

sounds like I’m always picking

softly. “I’m asking you to ease up. Everyone

like someone, the more you care. Anyway, he is

above doing something to be frowned upon.

happy, that’s what counts.”

him. My trust in him is bound

Dad. Don’t worry; I’ll be

her for a

Cicely understood Creighton’s concerns.

after all, their thoughts were often in

Cicely was no fool, and

lodged in

sprout.

healed, and life returned to its usual

off her debts with her job and went

diligently.

the two would leave together in the morning, and in

was about a fifty percent

go home together. But now, even that slim

disappeared.

to a close, every

He was probably drowning in

before the winter holidays, Cicely had

at

was larger than usual, everyone with

they tackled the tasks

bitten off more work than

Department, which was rumored

two

department heads were holed up in the conference

hushed tones of

tense.

to wait in the office, but before she could even

burst open. A man strode in briskly, heading straight for

figure on the sofa, a

collected himself,

watched him, her eyes dancing

her chin up with a hand and offered a faint

we’ve met before.”

who could waltz

and only his

familiar this man seemed with

desk…

was odd that she had no

Mr.

so slightly, “He let Charlie

came for, replied with some

Diaz’s most trusted aide. Mr. Diaz has him on a

someone, which is why I

in. My apologies, Ms. Cicely. Mr. Diaz

gaze rested on the trinket on Seth’s desk. It was from her – a

with its

inside, accompanied by a

contrast to the office’s drab,

and Shane exited without

before the office

a crisp suit and an

slightly at the sight

of papers on his desk, he

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you been

app and shook

long.”

gestured towards the carved wooden lunchbox on the

today, so I’ve

tugged at Seth’s lips, “Thanks to you, I’m treated to

hummed in agreement, picking up

the meal, she would occasionally pause to

resume eating, only to look up at

repeated

finishing lunch did Cicely speak

we

slight

eyes were filled with a playful dissatisfaction—it was less

of

dessert. Have you been

Charlie become complacent, thinking it’s no big deal to skimp on it once

to have

order it,”

I can have someone go out and get it

lightly, with a carefree smile

same when you try to make up

later.”

words were light and nonchalant, but Seth wasn’t

he chose

signaled his secretary to clear away the

said, “I’ll be tied up with work for a while.

home, go shopping, or visit Emiliana on set? I can

driver.”

walking to the coat rack to retrieve

to Charlie’s driving. If he’s not available, I’d

bundling up, she looked back at Seth, awaiting

remained on her, noting her bundled figure and the faint smile

expression was indifferent as he reiterated, “He’s

her demeanor

alright. I rang Issac earlier. He’s coming to pick

face

the lunchbox home with you. I’m going out

passing by, so

the door, turning

sentence, she had vanished from the

stared at the closed door, his expression as gloomy as the

outside.

by

the car door for her, but Cicely

the keys. I’ll

“You don’t

know the rules of the road. If I get stopped,

you’ll handle it.”

frowned, “The forecast said it might snow this

drive in the snow. Why

all about

what you want, but

to pick up

Cicely’s sincerity. Rather than