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.

okay?” Her fellow actor noticed Danielle’s distress

Danielle’s nails dug into the

to their marriage? No, this can’t

disappear through the glass

lip, staring blankly out

*

New Year’s Day, the Ellis family

following July 28th. Despite the preparations, the news

stir in

few days later, Patty paid a visit to the

the Ellis

there, looking as somber as ever, sitting next

Danielle.

any trace of a smile on her

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

attention.

time

it’s

gifts. So many

a seat next to Creighton,

become quite the stranger at our house.

come through a third party. This ruby necklace, I’ve

a place to buy

had nearly given up hope, and then you surprised

I absolutely adore it, and Seth mentioned you went through

to get it. Very thoughtful of

gaze fixing on the

of considerable value. She had no idea Patty wanted it,

it or sent it to her. So Seth got it and passed

with

smile, “Seth really deserves most

she shifted her focus back

to be united took me by

Your friend and my

charming, doesn’t it?”

Patty’s laughter was unmistakable. She said it

it was more of a joke. There was

her words.

all fate. Family ties doubling

always a joyous occasion.”

sipped her tea, concealing

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

in the entertainment industry. And

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

company matters. Seth

we hope he’ll avoid unnecessary

and colder. Patty was

in taking care of Danielle, it

with Seth’s company. Since Cicely wouldn’t be managing the

of it and not cause Seth

with a frosty politeness, “With Danielle’s

about. Should any issue arise, the Ellis family

am the one marrying Seth, not Danielle. She’s

to cater to her

family’s

someone else’s.”

ever so slightly,

she just that? I know you and her mother

as you just mentioned, my mother is your best friend as well.

you considered me like a daughter

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

seen you as

been ungrateful, feeling like

I trust you’ll treat

future with Seth and the Diaz family, let’s not

stable home is the foundation of success,

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

his

trouble.”

gaze on Cicely grew icy. “The Ellis family

the Ellis family or him looking

concern for another day. There will

to look

smirk, her

been silent throughout.

need special attention. It seems

a suitable match to

already pale complexion turned even paler.

torturous than

to twist

and it

independence sounds commendable, but can you truly handle

no one denies you’re an Ellis. Have

others. If you’re facing trouble,

clenched tightly, her face a mix of

when I finally marry into the Diaz family,

with me over scraps, just because

be the one putting Patty in a tight spot, not

you should be grateful for that, not

welcome.”

with Danielle was the focal point of conflict

the entire Diaz family. It was rare for

what Cicely said wasn’t

if it meant taking a hit to

what difficult matter it is. You can’t

and the Ellis family can’t solve it, but

matters, can

a reply. Even Patty

Danielle with new

no comeback for Cicely. Every time,

like the absolute

her thoughts laid

all too familiar with Danielle’s silenced,

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

spine.”

“You think you’re so perfect? What have you got

What right do you have

not?”

sharp tone made everyone in the living room turn to stare

an eyebrow, leisurely took a sip of her water, and said

right as the lady from the Ellis family, and I

that the Ellis family has to offer.

you?”

tighter, her face turning

Seth left

to everyone, as Cicely

once more, her eyes warmly detached, betraying a

right

to counter Cicely’s words.

had a sharp tongue. Even Patty’s intervention

contract, and she was left speechless by Cicely’s few

remarks.

Seth truly found Danielle to

were sincere, then Danielle

topic was dropped, and throughout the

her contract once more.

Cicely, the matter of

lip, her

lunch, Danielle left with Patty. The

it, if

her skill. You two are both from

starting from the same line, but Seth chose her in the

consider why. She used some tricks, but to get what one

wait for it to be handed to you on

if Seth marries her, it won’t last. He’s

Ellis family’s influence.

first, Patty

But so what?

harsh abandonment,

made Patty miserable for the rest of her life

daughter seduced her son.

and daughter, whoever got punished,

Patty, a delicious revenge.

Why could Millie have

couldn’t have

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

Millie.

shouldn’t be Millie’s

tragedy, and what

joke because

was living a charmed life

It was utterly detestable.

it seemed like karma had

doesn’t love

he really abandon her? Patty, is all of

to get the Ellis

him instead of going to

face darkened, “Creighton holds the reins

choose you

a reasonable explanation.

and Cicely wasn’t with

in the Ellis family, the power would still likely

getting married with Cicely?

silent, her anxiety growing. The more she

and hopeless the answers

response from

on her heart. Because

Year’s, the big award

swept

for Best Supporting Actress, and as

that reignited her popularity. As the year drew to a close, industries buzzed with annual

the coming year. For celebrities

galas; it was also about locking

for the new year.

popularity had surged, and she

at various

some

role

focus for

too, had a fair share of events

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moved in the same circles,

normal.

justifiable excuse Cicely had found for Seth in advance as she

propped up against the

Cicely arrived at the hospital, Charlie was standing guard at

From Charlie’s expression,

injuries weren’t too severe.

which had strained to get there, instantly

her hands against the corridor wall. She patiently

which had almost given way

strength.

car accident, and Cicely couldn’t recall how

get to the hospital. It was as if she

how her heart had raced, as if it had

“Mr. Diaz is

and bruises, and a few scrapes from shattered glass. Nothing too

she’s

on the wall twitched slightly, her gaze

Charlie’s face as his

see him,” she said.

stiffened for a moment, “Mr. Diaz is not in the

and nodded, her tone neutral,

room?”

Diaz asked me to wait here for

seconds later, Cicely chuckled, “Charlie, there’s no need

after all. I should check on her,

there because of Seth.”

had a point, but since Mr. Diaz

stay with Ms.

reasons.

Charlie’s hesitance, Cicely just turned to go.

her; if she was determined

ways to do so.

her, “Ms. Cicely. I’ll take you there.” It was something

reception desk. Why hold back

her bad

even reached the operating room, they

in a hospital gown, he

his face and neck had

arms and legs probably did too, hidden under the

of the operating room. His expression

drew closer, she

brow, a clear sign of his

glanced briefly at Charlie, who immediately

head.

moved to stand beside him, facing the operating

has it been?”

at her overly calm face, his brow creasing slightly before

at the digital display

minutes.”

lip, seventy-six

see,” she replied lightly,

his gaze on her,

He then asked, “Anything else you want to

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

jargon. I guess neither of us really knows how severe

maybe I should be

soft and slow,

as if nothing had happened at all. She also

Danielle

was too realistic and

it might be better to

pretentious in life. After all, it was two people who had been in the

accident that night.

as if remembering

in the

closed his

“It was intentional.

turned

Seth’s deep voice lingered

to him, a puzzled look in her

going to

a once-over. Just one glance. Then her soft

smile, “Charlie told me you weren’t

serious,

blind.” She looked up at the digital

out here for eighty minutes and seem fine. Do

you want me to ask, I can. So,

it. Mr. Diaz had fallen

it was serious, standing outside Ms. Danielle’s operating room for

like an act of profound

Cicely’s ever-gentle face and finally said,

raised an eyebrow and, after standing

nearby chair.

and left, apparently regarding the

later, with no change at the

If you’re not going back to your room, I’ll go home. I’ll come

to see you tomorrow.”

Danielle didn’t warrant keeping vigil

operating room.

past

hadn’t alarmed her father or grandfather with the

not wanting to spook them in the dead

been concerned for Patty, hence aside from

called later, and Danielle’s assistant Allie who rushed over, there

no one else.

mood was somber, but what else could

and energy was a scarce

the silent corridor. Allie glanced at

Seth, unsure what

Cicely, his eyes

this, Cicely offered, “How about I go back to the room

for a beat, “You can head home

expression turned

“Alright, I’ll leave then

“Mm.”

single syllable response, Cicely turned and walked

around the corridor’s bend while Seth watched until

sight.

was just Seth and Allie in the hallway.

need for us all to be

on watch and let you know if anything comes

hung unanswered in

a.m. when Cicely saw

worn out himself.

“Ms. Cicely.”

surprised, “You’re heading

get some rest

a bit dazed, “And Mr.

the OR. If you

clamped his mouth

leaned against

about Danielle’s accident tomorrow

was driving,

a silent ten-minute drive, Cicely, who

“I heard Danielle’s crash was

at her through the rearview mirror. She was

her face partly hidden by hair, her

with the paramedics. They said her life’s not in

too much.”

“The way things are between us, I’d be

if she kicked the bucket. If I’m worried about

but not quite

sounded spiteful, but Issac knew that no matter

never lift a finger

Just carry me upstairs when

“Okay.”

*

the hospital, Charlie reported his findings

took a hit out.”

change much. The news

are involved now.” Which meant Seth didn’t

were likely to

grunted in

the OR door, hesitated, then said, “Mr.

I can stay here

but stopped midway, his arm stiff.

careful with your injury. Maybe

rest.

“It’s okay.”

reason to leave before, even less now.

his movements betraying

despite his

at the sealed OR door, thinking

night, and pursed his

*

room, laying her on the bed

to even open her eyes

to close

“Will do.”

of her face visible, the rest obscured by

she might’ve seemed just ordinarily

involving Danielle

left, and Cicely remained motionless. She

*

was up early the next day. When the

in the living

you’re up early

never seen this little miss at

an accident last night. Make

with me to

my, an accident? Is he

serious. They said a mild concussion, some

from the glass.”

serious’ at all. “Didn’t you

last night?”

Cicely remained silent.

have overstepped, the maid

prepare breakfast.

the accident. It seemed there

and dad; they were

dressed and

in a small suitcase. Issac was waiting in the living room and

the suitcase from her.

suitcase wasn’t heavy, and it even had wheels, but Issac

from her hands without a word the

nature.

was Cicely for you, pampered from birth, never having to lift

anything.

suitcase in tow, was heading for the door when Cicely

Let’s eat

the hospital.”

down, Issac watched Cicely’s retreating figure for a

following her into the dining room

her.

maid, packing up Seth’s breakfast to go, paused when she saw the

young mistress. She

placing the food box on

is here.”

acknowledged with

*

their arrival at the hospital, Seth’s room was

box down, his

it was Creighton. She stepped out of

answered the call, “Dad…” but before

came through, “Did you know Danielle

accident last night?”

“Yes, I’m aware.”

was a brief silence on Creighton’s

nurse with a hand

woman who was in

checked her phone, probably

system, “She’s in V66.”

Cicely headed towards the VIP elevator, “You got

an audible “Hmm” from Creighton,

Patty stood at the bedside,

with an expression of

to the man standing beside

life for you,

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

and who you should not?” Seth’s expression

hurt, sleepless from the night before, and his

coldness, held

“Cicely?”

the door, and Creighton’s familiar voice called

with confusion, “Why aren’t you

landing on Cicely, who was

back over

His eyes narrowed slightly.d2

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face

the umpteenth time, Seth found himself detesting her all-too-common

danger, she just has to suffer a

reassured, taking Erik’s arm.

group approached the hospital room. Patty

with a look that was anything but

had taken up

might have overheard.

gaze never left Cicely. Danielle’s attending physician,

had

going to be alright?” Erik’s concern was

middle fingers

broken rib in the chest.

with proper treatment and rest, she’ll

months.”

“Gosh! That serious.”

severe, and Erik’s

from time to time,

he still felt a pang

tightened, and the smile on

was enough to evoke thoughts of how serious

slight mistake, and Danielle might have lost her life

real.

on Danielle’s unconscious face,

across her otherwise

Impressive, indeed.

complications?” Cicely’s voice suddenly

hesitated, “It won’t affect normal activities, but it will certainly

dance moves, and as for playing the piano,

sorry…”

words had been vague and tactful.

she couldn’t perform highdifficulty dance movements

a dancer have if they were unable

execute even “complex” moves?

do you mean? That won’t do!” Patty’s voice, a bit

studying dance and piano since she was little. She

next spring she was

simply giving Seth a fleeting

His brow furrowed distinctly.

in the

Danielle, who lay there oblivious, Cicely felt a wave of

wash over her.

was the late night, or perhaps because she had woken up too

Seth, “I brought breakfast for you; it’s in your

to head back now?”

seconds, Seth rose to his feet and moved towards

turned to Erik and Creighton, suggesting,

pointless for so many of us to hover around; it might even

rest. Should we disperse?”

Her logic was sound.

left the hospital room, leaving

watch over Danielle.

Cicely

and

and pulled out

began eating with a spoon,

seemed to belong exclusively

about Seth had vanished from the charts, but

topics binding him and Danielle

I witnessed the accident. The car that

car, but Danielle’s vehicle suddenly

Mr. Diaz. Then it seemed Mr.

still ended up taking the hit. Her

they both risking their lives to

called love?]

them came out from the same club, each

didn’t touch a drop of alcohol coming out of

is there something

were

exited the feed

you going to ask me anything?” Seth’s voice

her gaming.

up, Cicely responded,

between you and Danielle?”

Seth’s frown deepened, “No.”

believe you.” Her tone was

But why do you need me to ask

haven’t been together long. If

sooner rather than later. It wasn’t easy

don’t lead me into making mistakes and then use

leave me.”

to leave, would the

her head, smiling at

you’ve considered

spoonful of

just addressing your

eyebrow, nodding with a slight smile,

overthink things and badger you if you and Danielle

and her ended up in

the same road,

you and her, then I believe

don’t have to ease my worries. There

I actually look forward to

his dark

That I’d drop you

a wry smile, making her way over

like

few containers into a lunchbox, stealing a

“You look like you haven’t slept a

resting? Charlie called and said you haven’t even started on

to

to explain what

lunchbox on a

about? The ball’s always been in your court,

watched her tidy up the dining area and stand by his bedside, “Lie back,

to come set up your

approached the topic with a nonchalance that implied

didn’t press it, changing the

“What about you?”

against the law if I, as your wife, didn’t

play it safe, sticking around definitely wouldn’t

spoke, he settled back onto

remained silent, simply keeping watch in

the IV. He hadn’t slept all

to him. The hospital room

breathing calmly

minutes passed, Cicely set her phone aside, lifted her gaze to check

her eyes

her gaze distant, thoughts

two bags of IV

ordering lunch for two, asking Issac to

nurse to keep an eye

downstairs to grab lunch and

ten minutes, she returned, carrying the lunchbox, only

bed empty.

placed the lunchbox on the cabinet, her

of it, smiling slightly in

remained silent, and the nurse on the side had

woke up, the gentleman probably

Probably?

more than

*

his head, and even lying in

could see it clearly.

weak and hoarse, “Seth, are

nonchalant look, Seth replied, “Clearly

with relief,

“That’s good.”

and grandfather have come to see you. They’re truly worried.

is rest up and follow the

voice and demeanor becoming

But am I badly injured? How

Seth’s brow furrowed slightly.

doctor and you should be back on

months.”

eyes as she shook her head

forming in a

I’m about to start filming, and this role

is, you’re in no shape to

negotiation.”

her lip, closing her eyes to hide the despair welling up

thin line, his gaze cool as he

moment of silence, he added, “Focus on

another role for you.”

with disbelief, staring at Seth

misheard.

“Seth…”

fully recovered by then, I won’t

into tears of joy, visibly

take care of

remained indifferent as he turned

the Ellis

“You should have lunch.”

the overly cautious servant propped up her

afraid of causing

Danielle in his arms for the servant to place

behind her, then gently

pounding fiercely.

the two since they had known each other

lunch brought by

she still frowned slightly when it was

and refuse, she

dangerously stern

*

watching Danielle finish her lunch, Seth returned to

nurse he saw

brown-red lunchbox sat on

lady said this is home-cooked, and she asked me to remind you

you get back. She doesn’t like the hospital’s

getting some

lunchbox to

good portion missing.

“The lady had

brows knitted slightly as he glanced at the fork before sitting on the

to the ward room, the

long ago remained untouched.

nurse blushed as she tidied up the medical

exposed arm appeared freshly

“What happened?” Cicely inquired.

reopened,” the nurse stated, slipping back into

careful now. Make sure to

any kind of strain.”

already approached Seth, frowning with the intent to inspect

the nurse, she discreetly

on the man adjusting his sleeve, a

scuffle with Danielle and end up like

adjusted his sleeve properly, “She’s practically incapacitated

eyebrow. So what

him to lay hands on someone

he felt obliged to take extra care

sank into the couch with a huff, propping her chin

I don’t want to go

you’ve got no business playing the hero

me to see you

nurse you back to health. I want to see you

be discharged, not languishing here,

show much

concern. After leisurely

you don’t like staying in the

any time.”

for a

if I like the hospital to decide whether

that say about how I usually treat you—like

complaints, you’re doing

doing pretty well, too. But you

if I’m not

was only then that the nurse, busy as a beaver tidying up,

made a hasty retreat from the

great job. So, since you don’t like

care of me. What

impression I’m dissatisfied?”

pancake, devoid of ripples, patiently explaining

than the one in need

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his gaze for a moment longer. “Falling

need to be spelled

pointing fingers. Just

finally furrowed his brow, putting down

do you mean

her lips. “Nothing.

nonchalance, but he knew pressing for a real answer

like getting blood from

waiting outside. You don’t look like

and he’s probably brought a ton

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

“I’ll leave

laptop and

in

shook off the chilly

a second skin.

the underlying tension between the two under the

but he had no clue. He could

company to

a long

not long before, was

coldly as

“What do you want?”

“Just checking if you’ve kicked

Cicely’s acerbic wit,

disappoint.”

and lifted the blanket

and anger with

“What are you doing?”

slightly at the sight of Danielle’s

her gaze

hands.

“Indeed, very disappointing.”

let out a cold laugh

try not to be a burden. It’s quite a feat to hurt others even

your condition.”

frowned. “What do

Cicely’s head as she observed

figure, a sudden epiphany.

of her lips, she said, “After leaving your

wound on his arm. People who don’t

had a fight.”

her expression

wound on his arm, he

her face, betraying her emotions until the

Cicely snapped her back

didn’t

to an unasked

in the hospital, Cicely left to seek the comfort

Seth, their sparse

departure, the door stirred.

he

woman stood at the door. “Good day, sir. I’m

Cicely. Please let me know if

Seth, whose cold demeanor

icy.

off guard by the chill,

Charlie

file and stood

still in the same position, watching a

with a smile as Seth entered.

posture, Seth approached. “Been sitting

Danielle nodded.

to lift her, but Danielle refused his

can ask someone

the maid from the Ellis family.

bit her lip, concerned. “Just be careful

bent posture came to a halt. He straightened up and

her. “How did

hesitated, but still said, “Cicely came

bit, but he

the bed.

“How bad is it?”

“It’s nothing.”

Danielle at a

that night, but she called the caregiver

“What

you’re okay. She insisted I be careful with your arm.

come by tomorrow.”

*

next day just past noon, finding Seth still

room.

seemed much brighter than the

brimming with vitality.

hospital, not that there needed to be a

place like that.

got some good rest yesterday,” Seth remarked

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

soup. It’s

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

the containe, which was

light yet hearty.

eyed the lunch before him, his mood cooling

before him today.

to your taste?” Cicely

at her. “Why

“Isn’t it enough? I prepared it according to

definitely not

you’re not eating with

on her that he

eaten at home.”

he

won’t

taken aback. “Are

his face

your own business, as is going hungry. Do

think I care?”

Still, Seth remained quiet.

while, understanding that this man

to budge.

bedside, sat down, and picked up

the plate.

“Come on, eat.”

corners of Seth’s lips twitched ever so slightly.

you’ve taken my

was about

when he spoke again.

not quite up

knew what he was implying. Her lips parted, almost spitting out a retort,

she held back.

you yesterday,

is qualified except

couldn’t help but

expected such a straight-laced man could be so

few days, Seth’s injury continued to heal without incident,

he was discharged to

take care of him personally, but Seth refused,

that it was Cicely’s duty to care

argue, and neither did

told, Cicely

days Seth was home, instead of taking care of him,

like royalty.

Creighton fell ill unexpectedly.

the Ellis family estate

ever since learning of Danielle’s accident

Creighton had been downcast, which

toll on his health.

Creighton dozing in

tea set beside him. To an outsider, he might

under the weather,

of illness was clear

the warm, bright

brow

“Why are

“You’re not feeling well.”

seat opposite him,

deny it, given that she had come back so

deeply. “Such a serious

what else could have affected his

so suddenly.

just a matter of recovery. Whatever the

There’s no point dwelling on

Cicely’s consolation sounded detached.

a moment. “We’re all

didn’t understand. “If that’s the case, you should

about things that aren’t your

years? No matter how much you give, what do you

we should be content knowing we did our best. To me, that’s

take advantage of you. If you’re content,

efforts for granted. I expect a

be unconditionally kind

the business world long enough to understand these

truths, b

he had experienced life’s ups and downs,

treating family even better.

care for each other—others never

comfort me. You shouldn’t fuss over

unavoidable difficulties. As long as Seth is

always quarrel with him.”

the chair armrest, her eyes halfclosed as she watched the bright, multicolored chrysanthemums blooming

her gaze as distant as her

I’m always picking

“I’m asking you to ease up. Everyone

someone, the more

not above doing something to be frowned upon.

happy, that’s what counts.”

him. My trust in him is bound to

Don’t worry; I’ll

a while, then nodded

Cicely understood Creighton’s concerns.

all, their thoughts were often

was no fool,

lodged in their

sprout.

life returned to

off her debts with her job and went back to school,

diligently.

two would leave together

fifty percent chance that Seth would join her

go home together. But

disappeared.

the year drew to a close, every company was swamped with

He was

the winter holidays, Cicely had

at the

weekend crowd was larger than usual, everyone with a

tasks at hand. It

they had simply bitten off more work than they could

which was rumored to

for two straight

holed up in the conference room

of the secretaries, the atmosphere

tense.

decided to wait in the office,

open. A man strode in

on the sofa, a brief moment

himself,

lift of her brow, Cicely watched him, her eyes dancing

hand and offered a faint smile,

we’ve met before.”

many who could waltz into Seth’s

his right-hand

by how familiar this man seemed with the

desk…

that she had

Shane, Mr. Diaz’s

quirked ever so slightly, “He

the documents he came for,

aide. Mr. Diaz has

someone, which is

to step in. My apologies, Ms. Cicely. Mr.

rested on the trinket on Seth’s desk. It

posed with its paw raised, cradling a photo

inside, accompanied

stark contrast to the

remained silent, and Shane exited without

minutes passed before the office

crisp suit and an aura of icy detachment.

at the sight of

sheaf of papers on his desk, he turned and approached

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been

app and shook her head, “Doesn’t feel like

long.”

gestured towards the carved wooden lunchbox on

lunch with you today, so I’ve brought us quite

to you, I’m treated to a

agreement, picking up her

she would occasionally pause

only to look up at

sequence repeated several

after finishing lunch did

didn’t we have

was a slight

a playful dissatisfaction—it was less of

more of

always dessert. Have you been too busy to order

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

I need to

isn’t in today. I forgot to order it,” Seth replied coolly. “If

have someone go out and get

with a carefree smile

doesn’t taste the same when you try

later.”

were light and nonchalant, but Seth wasn’t dense; there

chose not

signaled his secretary to clear away the

chair, he said, “I’ll be tied up

shopping, or visit Emiliana on set?

driver.”

coat rack to retrieve her

driving. If he’s not available, I’d rather

up, she looked back at Seth, awaiting

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

His expression was indifferent as

her demeanor

I rang Issac earlier. He’s

face

home with you. I’m going out

by, so I’ll

Cicely was already at the

her sentence, she had vanished from

door, his expression as gloomy as

outside.

Issac was already waiting by the

the car door for her, but Cicely didn’t

me the keys. I’ll

don’t have

the rules of the road. If I

you’ll handle it.”

frowned, “The forecast said it might

drive in the snow.

it’s all about

you can say what you want, but I’m

going to pick up

doubt Cicely’s sincerity. Rather than let her impulsively choose