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

dug into the pillar,

agree to their marriage? No,

watched the car disappear through

blankly out

*

family announced

set for the following July 28th. Despite the

a stir

Patty paid a visit to the Ellis

the holiday with the Ellis family, descended

looking as somber as

Danielle.

complexion was pallid, hardly any trace of a

face, so Cicely didn’t pay her

attention.

time no

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

holiday gifts. So many for New

to Creighton,

say, you’ve become quite the stranger at our house.

a third party. This ruby necklace, I’ve been coveting

place to buy

but to no avail. I had nearly given up hope, and then you

adore it, and Seth mentioned

get it.

on the gleaming ruby necklace around

of considerable value. She had no idea

it or sent it to her. So Seth got it

favor with

a smile, “Seth really deserves most

her focus back to Creighton,

are about to be united took me by surprise. Me and Tod’s

Millie’s daughter. Your friend and

charming, doesn’t it?”

unmistakable. She said it

a joke.

her words.

expression darkened slightly, “It’s all fate.

always a joyous occasion.”

her tea,

way.” As if recalling something,

industry. And with Seth now involved

he’ll surely look out for her. Don’t worry

company matters. Seth might be busier, but that’s

expected. Still, we hope

smile grew wider and colder. Patty

it only made sense for her contracts

Cicely

it and not cause Seth

with a frosty politeness, “With Danielle’s career

any issue arise, the Ellis family

back. I am the one marrying Seth, not

has no obligation to cater to

it’s the Ellis family’s duty to

someone else’s.”

faded ever so slightly, “Someone

just that? I

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

considered me like

looked at Cicely’s carefree, beautiful face, her

never seen you as an

perhaps I’ve been ungrateful, feeling like an outsider

and I trust you’ll

and the Diaz

is the foundation

don’t let someone like Danielle create

distress and impacting his work—that would

trouble.”

on Cicely grew icy. “The Ellis family

Ellis family or him looking after Danielle, it’s

concern for another day. There will always be

to

a cold smirk, her eyes turning towards Danielle, who

been silent throughout.

need special attention. It seems

suitable match to

even paler. Seth finding

was more torturous than death itself. Cicely

to twist the

it doesn’t need managing by

sounds commendable, but can you truly handle it on

Danielle, no one denies you’re an Ellis. Have some

impose on others. If you’re facing

tightly, her face a mix

marry into the

just because Patty dotes on

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

be grateful for that, not wear out

welcome.”

with Danielle was the focal point of conflict between Cicely and

Cicely and the entire

while what Cicely said wasn’t exactly polite, today was

if it meant taking a hit

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

Ellis family can’t solve it,

matters, can take care of

reply. Even Patty herself, who was

with new

had no comeback for Cicely.

like the

thoughts laid

with

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

spine.”

control, “You think you’re so

of? What right do you have to judge

not?”

in the living room turn to stare

raised an eyebrow, leisurely took a sip of her

from the Ellis family,

to offer him everything that the Ellis

you?”

tighter, her face turning even

left her utterly

discomfort was palpable to everyone,

once more, her eyes warmly detached,

all was right

counter Cicely’s words. Young

Even Patty’s intervention hadn’t been

was left speechless

remarks.

Danielle to be a

were sincere, then Danielle was indeed a

throughout

her contract once more. But aside from a

the matter of her contract was never mentioned

bit her lip, her heart seething

lunch, Danielle left with Patty. The

finally glance at her. “Think about it, if Cicely managed to keep Seth on

whatever the reason, that’s her skill. You

but Seth chose her in

but to get what one

it to be handed to you on a silver

so down. Even if Seth marries her, it

influence. Men always have

reasoning, and at first, Patty was shocked. She

But so what?

a harsh

the rest of her life and even in

daughter seduced her son.

daughter, whoever got punished, it would be a consolation

Patty, a delicious revenge.

Millie

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

loved, turned out to

Millie.

Millie’s was all

tragedy, and what she did have

pathetic joke because of Millie. And

was living a charmed life that others

It was utterly detestable.

karma had come

eyes reddened, “So Seth doesn’t love Cicely? If he really

family, will he really abandon her? Patty, is all of this true?

to get the Ellis family. I’ll have shares in it,

him instead of going to all this

reins of the Ellis

he’ll choose you over

paused, realizing it was a reasonable explanation. But then again,

picture and Cicely wasn’t with Seth, with Seth’s

family, the power would

getting married with Cicely?

anxiety growing. The more she thought about it,

hopeless the answers

a response from Danielle, Danielle’s words

on her heart. Because Danielle’s reasoning made

New Year’s, the big award ceremonies began in

Elegance” swept up the major awards. Danielle

Best Supporting Actress, and as a guest performer at the

popularity. As the year drew to a close, industries buzzed

coming year. For celebrities

galas; it was also

for the new year.

she had

directors at

including some from major productions.

role in

her focus for the upcoming

too, had a fair share

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they moved in the same

normal.

Cicely had found for Seth in

the hospital hallway, propped

Cicely arrived at the hospital, Charlie was standing guard at

room. From Charlie’s

injuries weren’t too severe.

had strained to get there, instantly relaxed a bit as

with her hands against the corridor

had almost given

strength.

car accident, and Cicely couldn’t recall how

was as if she

how her heart had raced,

Diaz is

bruises, and a few scrapes from shattered

Danielle, she’s

wall twitched slightly, her gaze flitting over

face as his voice trailed off.

see him,” she said.

for a moment, “Mr. Diaz is not in

her tone neutral,

room?”

forced a smile, “Mr. Diaz asked me

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

is my cousin, after all. I should

there because of Seth.”

realized she had a point, but since Mr. Diaz

to stay with Ms. Cicely, he must have

reasons.

Cicely just turned to go. She didn’t

if she was determined to find out, there were

ways to do so.

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

have found out from the reception desk. Why hold

her bad side

they even reached the operating room, they saw Seth’s tall and

Even in a hospital gown, he was instantly

and his face and neck

probably did too, hidden under

motionless in front of the operating room.

Cicely drew closer, she saw

a clear sign of his

her, he glanced briefly at Charlie,

head.

him, facing the operating room door,

has it been?”

overly calm face, his brow creasing

at the digital display above the operating room

minutes.”

at her lip,

she replied lightly, “Is it

Seth kept his gaze on her, seemingly reluctant

“Anything else

not a doctor, and neither am I. I

jargon. I guess neither of us really knows how severe it is.

ask? Or maybe I should be

gentle, her voice soft and slow, devoid of

as if nothing had happened at all.

show of sisterly concern while Danielle was undergoing a critical

was too realistic and

from the side, suddenly thinking it might be

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

accident that night.

said as if remembering

in

his eyes

eyes narrowed slightly, “It was intentional. We’re still

and turned back

deep voice

She turned to him, a

to ask how I’m

Just one

“Charlie told

says it’s not serious,

up at the digital clock overhead, “You’ve

seem

If you want me to ask, I can.

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

standing outside

an act of profound

stared at Cicely’s ever-gentle face and finally

after standing for a

nearby chair.

and left, apparently

change at the operating room door,

to your

to see you tomorrow.”

keeping vigil at

operating room.

was past 1

her father or grandfather with the news

not wanting to spook them in the

must’ve been concerned for Patty, hence aside from himself,

and Danielle’s assistant Allie who rushed

no one else.

what else could

energy was

voice seemed too distinct in the silent

Seth, unsure what to

to look at Cicely, his eyes red

I go

for a beat, “You can head

expression turned a shade

leave then

“Mm.”

that single syllable response, Cicely turned and walked

bend while Seth watched

sight.

was just Seth and Allie in the

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

some rest? I’ll stay on watch and let you

words hung unanswered

saw Charlie still in the

worn out himself.

“Ms. Cicely.”

surprised,

You should get some rest

bit dazed, “And Mr.

at the OR. If you need

his

car, Cicely leaned against the window, rubbing

about Danielle’s accident tomorrow

was driving,

silent ten-minute drive, Cicely, who

heard Danielle’s crash

the rearview mirror. She was reclining against

face partly hidden by hair,

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

too much.”

things

kicked the bucket. If

but

knew that no matter

lift a finger to cause their

carry me upstairs

“Okay.”

*

Charlie reported his findings to Seth.

took a hit out.”

change much.

police are involved now.” Which meant Seth didn’t need

were likely to proceed

grunted

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

IV. I can stay here for

his temple but stopped midway,

be careful with your injury. Maybe

rest.

“It’s okay.”

leave before, even less now. But he did

movements betraying

his

looked back at the sealed OR door, thinking of

and

*

carried Cicely into her room, laying

to even open her

“Remember to close the bedroom

“Will do.”

a sliver of her face

To anyone else, she might’ve

drama involving

left, and Cicely remained motionless. She was indeed

*

she was up early the next day. When the maid

in the living

up early

long, she’d never seen this little miss at

night. Make three breakfasts. I’ll eat here and

with me to the

an accident? Is he alright?

mild concussion, some

from the glass.”

That didn’t sound ‘not serious’ at all. “Didn’t you

last night?”

Cicely remained silent.

overstepped, the

prepare breakfast.

the accident. It seemed there was no

dad; they were likely

Cicely got dressed and

small suitcase. Issac was waiting

the suitcase from her.

even

the moment she arrived. It

nature.

pampered from birth, never

anything.

was heading for the door when Cicely made a

Let’s eat together before we

the hospital.”

down, Issac watched Cicely’s retreating figure for

into the dining room

her.

to go, paused when she saw

at the table with the young mistress. She hesitated, her gaze

before slowly placing the food

is here.”

with a

*

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

down, his

phone rang; it was Creighton. She stepped out

answered the call, “Dad…”

voice came through, “Did you know Danielle was

accident last night?”

“Yes, I’m aware.”

brief silence on

a hand gesture, “Could you

woman who was in

her phone, probably

system, “She’s in V66.”

headed towards the

an audible “Hmm” from Creighton, and Cicely hung

Cicely reached Danielle’s room, Patty stood at the bedside, looking

with an expression

shifted to the man standing beside

up her life for you,

alone in the hospital to go home and sleep?

and who you should not?”

was hurt, sleepless from the night before, and his dark

deliberate coldness, held

“Cicely?”

door, and Creighton’s familiar

“Why aren’t

on Cicely,

looking back over her

His eyes narrowed slightly.d2

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back around, her face was etched

Seth found himself detesting

rush. No life-threatening danger, she just has to

reassured, taking Erik’s arm.

group approached the hospital room.

Cicely with a look that was anything but

was unclear when Cicely had taken up

might have overheard.

Danielle’s

had arrived,

the kid going to be alright?” Erik’s

fingers are fractured, both legs

broken

with proper treatment and rest, she’ll be healed in

months.”

“Gosh! That serious.”

indeed severe, and Erik’s heart

to time, but in the end, she was still

this, he still felt a

and the smile on her

was enough to

and Danielle might have lost

real.

lingered on Danielle’s unconscious face, a

across her otherwise serene

Impressive, indeed.

complications?” Cicely’s voice suddenly

doctor hesitated, “It won’t affect normal

complex dance moves, and as for

sorry…”

vague and tactful. There

comminuted fractures. Saying that she couldn’t perform highdifficulty dance movements had been just a form of

and confidence could a dancer have

execute even “complex” moves?

do!” Patty’s voice, a bit sharp, suddenly

been studying dance and piano since she was

and next spring she was scheduled

simply giving Seth

His brow furrowed distinctly.

atmosphere in the room grew

who lay there oblivious, Cicely

wash over her.

or perhaps because she had woken up too

looked at Seth, “I brought breakfast for you;

to head back now?”

few seconds, Seth rose to

Creighton,

pointless for so many of us to hover around;

rest. Should we disperse?”

Her logic was sound.

the hospital room, leaving only the special assigned

watch over Danielle.

elders off, Cicely followed Seth back to his

and placed it in front of him,

couch and pulled

eating with a spoon, the silence in the room

seemed to

Seth had vanished from the charts, but there

him and Danielle

witnessed the accident. The car that caused

Diaz’s car, but

to shield Mr. Diaz. Then it seemed Mr. Diaz

but Danielle still ended up taking the hit. Her brand

lives to

called love?]

of them came out from

own cars. Surprisingly, they didn’t touch a drop of alcohol

in sync, or is there

they were together from the

feed

me anything?” Seth’s

her gaming.

up, Cicely responded, “Ask what? Did something

between you and Danielle?”

Seth’s frown deepened, “No.”

I believe you.” Her tone was

ease. But why do you need

we haven’t been together long. If I had to question you about

sooner

lead me into making mistakes and then use that as an

leave me.”

would

lifted her head, smiling at

you’ve considered dumping

spoonful of oatmeal and set

just addressing your

eyebrow, nodding with a slight smile, “I won’t

and badger you if you and Danielle occasionally cross

up in the same place at the

same car accident on the same

you and her, then I believe

don’t have to ease my worries. There

I actually look forward to them becoming

shifted, his dark eyes probing hers,

you expecting? That I’d drop you like

a wry smile, making her way over

like a mutual

a few containers into a lunchbox, stealing a

“You look like you haven’t slept a wink all

called and said you

supposed to

you going to explain what you just

on a nearby cabinet, Cicely

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

her tidy up the dining area and stand by his bedside,

nurse to come set up

topic with a nonchalance that implied it wasn’t

didn’t press

“What about you?”

law if I, as your

it safe, sticking around

settled back onto the

simply keeping watch in the hospital

nurse administered the IV. He hadn’t slept all night, and

to him. The hospital room gradually quieted down, with

them breathing calmly

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

let her eyes rest on

was serene, her gaze

of IV

texted the house staff, ordering lunch for two, asking Issac to

to keep an eye on Seth

grab lunch

returned,

bed empty.

cabinet, her eyes downcast as she

the edge of it, smiling slightly

the nurse on the side had to speak

up, the gentleman probably went

Probably?

more

*

had bandages wrapped around his head, and even lying

could see it clearly.

weak and hoarse,

look, Seth

features softened with relief,

“That’s good.”

grandfather have come to see

is rest

voice

will. But am I badly injured? How long do I need

Seth’s brow furrowed slightly.

the doctor and you should be back on your feet in

months.”

Danielle’s eyes as she shook her head

in a

to start

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

negotiation.”

closing her eyes to hide

line, his gaze cool as he watched

silence, he added, “Focus on getting better,

another role for you.”

with disbelief, staring at Seth as if to

misheard.

“Seth…”

recovered by then, I won’t consider

burst into tears of

take care

remained indifferent as he turned

the Ellis

“You should have lunch.”

overly cautious servant propped up her

afraid of causing any

Danielle in his arms for the servant to

gently

fiercely. This was

had

had little appetite. Although the lunch

injuries, she still frowned

was about to speak and refuse, she lifted her eyes to see

yet dangerously stern

*

Danielle finish her lunch, Seth returned to his room, only to

nurse

brown-red lunchbox sat on the

this is home-cooked, and she asked me to

back. She doesn’t like the hospital’s smell, and

getting some air right

to find

good portion missing.

“The lady had some of

as he glanced at the fork before

the ward room, the lunch that should have been

long ago remained untouched.

she tidied up the medical tray.

exposed arm

“What happened?” Cicely inquired.

stated, slipping

Make sure to protect your arms

any kind of strain.”

Seth, frowning with the intent to inspect his

hearing the nurse, she discreetly withdrew

fell on the man adjusting his sleeve, a playful smile

a scuffle with Danielle

sleeve properly, “She’s practically incapacitated

raised an eyebrow. So

beneath him to lay hands on

incapacitated and now he felt obliged to take extra care

a huff, propping her chin on her

I don’t want to go through this again. You’ve got

and until you’re in shape, you’ve got

hurts me to see you hurt, and what’s more,

to health. I want to see

discharged, not languishing here, getting worse

much change in response

of sorrow and concern. After

you don’t like staying in the hospital, I can

any time.”

eyes at Seth for a moment before letting out a

sick, and you’re asking if I like the hospital to decide whether

about how I usually treat you—like some

complaints, you’re doing great,” said

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

if I’m

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

and made a

a great job. So, since you don’t

care

impression I’m dissatisfied?”

as a pancake, devoid of ripples, patiently explaining

the caregiver rather than the one

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longer. “Falling ill is as

that don’t need to be spelled out by me. Whatever

pointing fingers.

furrowed his brow, putting down his fork and looking up at

mean by

lips.

didn’t buy her nonchalance, but he knew pressing for a real

getting blood

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

probably brought a

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

“I’ll leave you to

with a laptop and a stack of papers, quickly clearing

in

off the chilly gaze that had clung

a second skin.

tension

had no clue. He

company to

before Danielle’s door for a long moment before pushing

lunch not long before, was

Cicely coldly as

“What do you want?”

“Just checking if you’ve kicked the bucket

to Cicely’s acerbic wit, Danielle simply

disappoint.”

lifted the blanket off Danielle, who

and anger with

“What are you doing?”

at the sight of Danielle’s bandaged,

her hand, her gaze flicking over

hands.

“Indeed, very disappointing.”

out a cold laugh but remained

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

your condition.”

“What do

Cicely’s head as she

figure, a sudden epiphany.

her lips, she said, “After leaving your place,

his arm. People who don’t

had a fight.”

her

a wound on his arm, he still

passed over her face, betraying

Cicely snapped her back

Cicely turned to leave, she didn’t miss the

answer to an

in the hospital, Cicely left to seek the comfort

remained with Seth, their sparse

Cicely’s departure, the door stirred. Charlie, ready to

he saw the

at the door. “Good

Ms. Cicely. Please let me know

Seth, whose cold demeanor had turned

icy.

caught off guard by

Charlie about some

file

was still in the same position, watching a movie

a smile as Seth

rigid posture, Seth approached. “Been sitting

Danielle nodded.

moved to lift her,

can ask

the maid from the Ellis family. “And who would that

concerned. “Just be

to a halt. He straightened up and

her. “How did you

still said, “Cicely came

dark eyes darkened a bit, but he

the bed.

“How bad is it?”

“It’s nothing.”

left Danielle at a loss

night, but she

“What did she

insisted

come by tomorrow.”

*

past

room.

brighter than the day before—refreshed

brimming with vitality.

that there needed to be a reason. No one

place like that.

got some good rest yesterday,” Seth

a food container in

soup. It’s

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

the containe, which was

light yet hearty.

the lunch before him, his mood cooling despite the lively

before him today.

Not to

looked at her. “Why is there only

enough? I prepared it

definitely not

you’re not eating with

dawned on her that he was being petulant.

eaten at home.”

he pushed the

I won’t eat

was taken aback. “Are

his face away,

own business, as is going hungry. Do

think I care?”

Still, Seth remained quiet.

stared at him for a long while, understanding that this man

to budge.

sat down, and picked

the plate.

“Come on, eat.”

of Seth’s lips twitched ever so

if you’ve taken my

tightened. She was

when he spoke again.

my arm’s not quite

was implying. Her lips parted, almost

she held back.

fed you

is qualified

couldn’t help but

a straight-laced man

injury

was discharged

to take care of him personally, but Seth refused, declaring in

and Cicely that it was Cicely’s duty

and neither

told, Cicely wasn’t the

the days Seth was home, instead of taking care of

like royalty.

Creighton fell ill unexpectedly.

to the Ellis family estate upon

explained that ever since

downcast, which now

toll on his health.

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

a tea set beside him. To

not someone under the weather,

of illness was clear

the warm,

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

“Why are

“You’re not feeling well.”

seat opposite him, pouring herself a glass of

given that she had come back

sighed deeply. “Such a

what else could

so suddenly.

a matter of recovery. Whatever the severity, it’s all

There’s no point dwelling on

Cicely’s consolation sounded detached.

looked at her for a

“If that’s the case,

things that aren’t your concern. Haven’t you learned enough

how much you give, what

me we should be content knowing we

take advantage

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

unconditionally kind to someone

been in the business world long enough to

truths, b

he had experienced life’s ups and downs,

treating family even better.

care for

fuss over some

own unavoidable difficulties. 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

gaze as distant as

like I’m always picking

sighed softly. “I’m asking you to ease

The more you like someone, the

he is not above doing something to

happy, that’s what counts.”

faintly. “You’re so sure about him. My trust in him is bound

Don’t

a while,

Cicely understood Creighton’s concerns.

and daughter, after all, their thoughts

reality, Cicely was no fool, and neither was

Danielle’s accident, a thorn had lodged

sprout.

healed, and life

paid off her debts with her job and went back to

diligently.

two would leave together in the morning,

a fifty percent chance that Seth would

they would go home together. But now,

disappeared.

a close,

was

the last weekend before the winter holidays, Cicely had made plans to

lunch at

weekend crowd was larger than usual, everyone with a grave look

tackled the tasks at hand. It seemed

had simply bitten off more work than they

the Finance Department, which was

two

heads were holed up in the conference room with

to the hushed tones of the secretaries, the atmosphere

tense.

to wait in the office, but

man strode

halted upon noticing the figure on the sofa, a

himself, “Ms.

of her brow, Cicely watched him, her eyes dancing

propped her chin up with a hand and offered a faint smile,

we’ve met before.”

could

and only his right-hand man Charlie had

by how familiar this man seemed

desk…

she had no

Shane, Mr.

quirked ever so slightly, “He let Charlie

he came for, replied with some

most trusted aide. Mr. Diaz has him

after someone, which is why I had

apologies, Ms. Cicely. Mr. Diaz is waiting for

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

eyes, posed with its paw

accompanied by a digital

to

remained silent, and Shane

the office door

crisp suit and an

so slightly at the sight of

on his desk, he turned and

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been

app and shook her

long.”

carved wooden lunchbox on the coffee

lunch with you today, so I’ve

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

in agreement,

would occasionally pause to

eating, only to look up

sequence repeated several

after finishing lunch

we have dessert

slight pause

a playful dissatisfaction—it was less

more of

visit, there’s always dessert. Have you been too busy

thinking it’s no big deal to skimp on it

need to

isn’t in today. I forgot to order it,”

someone go out

said lightly, with a carefree smile on her

for something, it doesn’t taste the same when you try

later.”

light and nonchalant, but Seth wasn’t dense;

message he chose not to

clear away the lunchbox and

his chair, he said, “I’ll be

home, go shopping, or visit Emiliana on

driver.”

stood, walking to the coat rack

driving. If he’s not available,

looked back at Seth, awaiting his

on her, noting her bundled figure and the

expression was indifferent as he

her

rang Issac earlier. He’s coming

face darkened

bring the lunchbox home with you. I’m going out to have

passing by, so

already at the door, turning the

sentence, she had vanished from the

the closed door, his

outside.

waiting by the entrance.

he promptly opened the car door for

me the keys.

don’t have

taught me to drive, and I know the rules of the road. If

you’ll handle it.”

“The forecast said it might

can drive in the

it’s all about

but I’m driving.

going to pick

than let