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.

Her fellow actor noticed

dug into the pillar, her eyes filled

to their marriage? No, this

through the glass doors, her gaze

her lip, staring blankly out the door, lost

*

Ellis family announced Seth and Cicely’s wedding

28th.

stir in

few days later, Patty paid a visit to

spending the holiday with the Ellis

as somber as ever,

Danielle.

was pallid, hardly any trace

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

attention.

time

it’s

many for New Year’s,

next to Creighton, “It’s the

you’ve become quite the stranger at our

party. This ruby necklace, I’ve been coveting

buy it. I mentioned it to

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

absolutely adore it, and

it. Very

her gaze fixing on the gleaming ruby

She had no idea Patty wanted it,

So Seth got it and passed

with

smile, “Seth really deserves most of

returned as she shifted her focus back to

about to be united

Your friend and my friend.

charming, doesn’t it?”

Patty’s laughter was unmistakable. She

it was more of a joke. There was a clear insinuation

her words.

slightly, “It’s all fate. Family ties

always a joyous occasion.”

sipped her tea, concealing

recalling something, Patty set down her

quite well in the entertainment industry. And with Seth now involved

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

to step back from company matters. Seth might be busier, but

hope

wider and colder.

taking care of Danielle, it only made sense for her

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

and not

a frosty politeness, “With Danielle’s

Should any issue arise,

the one marrying Seth, not

and Seth has no obligation to cater to her

family’s duty to take care of her,

someone else’s.”

faded ever so

family, isn’t she just that?

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

like a daughter

carefree, beautiful

I’ve never seen

I’ve been ungrateful, feeling like

and I trust you’ll treat us with

Seth and the Diaz

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

let someone like Danielle create

distress and impacting his work—that

trouble.”

grew icy. “The Ellis family will lean on Seth in

the Ellis family or him looking after Danielle,

a concern for another day. There will

needs to look

smirk, her eyes turning towards Danielle,

been silent throughout.

seems Seth and I will have to

suitable match to

already pale complexion turned even

was more torturous than death itself.

to twist

it doesn’t need managing by anyone

sounds commendable, but can you truly

no one denies you’re an Ellis.

you’re facing trouble, seek

hands clenched tightly, her face a mix of

finally marry into the Diaz family, you think you

scraps, just because Patty dotes on you?

you’d be the one putting

rotten, and you should be grateful for

welcome.”

with Danielle was the focal point of conflict between Cicely

and the entire Diaz family. It was rare

what Cicely said wasn’t exactly polite, today was

the table, even if it meant taking

I really can’t figure out what difficult matter it

can’t solve it,

can take care

muster a reply. Even

to reassess Danielle with new scrutiny

had no comeback for Cicely. Every time,

convincing, sounding like the absolute truth. Every

thoughts laid

familiar with Danielle’s silenced,

you decided

spine.”

control, “You think you’re so perfect?

do you have to

not?”

tone made everyone in the living room

leisurely took a sip of her water, and said slowly,

right as the lady from the Ellis family,

the Ellis family has to

you?”

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

left her

palpable to everyone,

glass once more, her eyes warmly detached,

was right

to counter Cicely’s words.

Even Patty’s

was left speechless by

remarks.

truly found Danielle to be a nuisance.

sincere, then Danielle was indeed

topic was dropped, and throughout the meal, Danielle kept glancing

her contract once

with Cicely, the matter of her contract was never mentioned

her heart seething with

with Patty. The silence during their drive

it, if

skill. You two are both

the same line, but Seth chose her in

tricks, but to get what one wants, a

for it to be handed to

so down. Even if Seth marries

Ellis family’s influence. Men always

reasoning, and at first, Patty was shocked. She had

But so what?

a harsh abandonment, wouldn’t the hurt

for the rest of her life and even

daughter seduced her son.

daughter, whoever got punished, it

Patty, a delicious revenge.

Why could Millie

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

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

Millie.

be Millie’s was all

tragedy, and what she did have was

life had become a pathetic joke

living a charmed life that others

It was utterly detestable.

like karma had

doesn’t love

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

Ellis family. I’ll have shares in

help him instead of going

the reins of the Ellis family’s power.

think he’ll choose you over

paused, realizing it was a

the picture and Cicely wasn’t with Seth, with

family, the power would still likely be his.

getting married with Cicely?

anxiety growing. The more she thought

hopeless the

get a response from Danielle,

her heart. Because Danielle’s reasoning

New Year’s, the big award ceremonies began

expected, “Era of Elegance” swept

Supporting Actress, and as a guest

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

the coming year. For celebrities like Danielle,

it was also about locking

for the new year.

surged, and she

directors at various

some from major productions. After

Danielle secured a lead role in a big-budget historical drama

her focus for the upcoming

too, had a fair share of

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that they moved in the same circles, running into

normal.

the justifiable excuse Cicely had found for Seth in advance as

the hospital hallway, propped up

the hospital, Charlie was standing guard

patient’s room. From Charlie’s expression, Cicely deduced

injuries weren’t too severe.

had strained to get there, instantly relaxed

hands against the corridor

which had almost given way

strength.

accident, and Cicely couldn’t recall how

the hospital. It was as if she

how her heart had raced, as if it had stopped

is okay,

and a few scrapes from

Danielle, she’s

the wall twitched slightly, her gaze flitting

face as his voice trailed off.

see him,” she said.

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

nodded, her tone

room?”

Diaz asked me to

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

my cousin, after all. I should check on her, whether

there because of Seth.”

realized she had a point, but since Mr.

Ms. Cicely, he must have had

reasons.

hesitance, Cicely just turned to go.

if she was determined to find out, there

ways to do so.

hurried after her, “Ms. Cicely. I’ll take you

found out from the reception desk. Why hold

on her bad

the operating room, they saw Seth’s

hospital gown,

head was bandaged, and his face

probably did too, hidden

in front of the operating room.

but as Cicely drew closer, she saw the

a clear

her, he glanced briefly at Charlie, who immediately

head.

beside him, facing

has it been?”

calm face, his

the digital display above the operating room

minutes.”

at her lip, seventy-six minutes.

see,” she replied lightly, “Is

kept his gaze on her, seemingly reluctant to discuss

then asked, “Anything else you

a doctor, and neither

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

Or maybe I should

gentle, her voice soft

if nothing had happened at all. She also didn’t seem keen on putting

Danielle

was too realistic

thinking it might be better

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

accident that night.

as if remembering something,

in the

his

narrowed slightly, “It was intentional. We’re

turned back to

deep voice

a

going to ask how

finally gave him a once-over. Just

smile, “Charlie told me you weren’t

not serious, and you don’t

at the digital clock overhead, “You’ve

here for eighty minutes and seem fine. Do I really need

me to ask,

beat. This was it. Mr. Diaz had

was serious, standing outside

would seem like an act of profound concern

stared at Cicely’s ever-gentle face

and, after standing for a moment, sat

nearby chair.

took a call and left, apparently regarding

with no change at the operating room door, Cicely

not going back to your room, I’ll go home. I’ll

to see you tomorrow.”

keeping vigil at

operating room.

was past

or grandfather with

to spook them in

concerned for Patty, hence aside from himself,

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

no one else.

but what else could you expect? It was bedtime

energy was

in the silent corridor. Allie glanced at

Seth, unsure what

Cicely, his eyes red

go

was silent for a beat, “You can head

turned

leave then and come back

“Mm.”

Cicely turned and walked away,

while Seth watched until she was out

sight.

just Seth and Allie

need for us all to be here. You’re hurt too. Why don’t

watch and let you know

unanswered in

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

worn out himself.

“Ms. Cicely.”

surprised,

should get

a bit dazed,

the OR. If you need him, go

clamped his

against the

dad about

was

ten-minute drive, Cicely, who seemed

up. “I heard Danielle’s

at her through the rearview mirror. She was

partly hidden

paramedics. They said her life’s

too much.”

snorted softly. “The way things are between

If I’m worried about anything, it’s

hurt but not

Issac knew that

a finger to cause

me upstairs when we get

“Okay.”

*

findings

took a hit out.”

didn’t change much. The

now.” Which

in. Things were likely to proceed

grunted

door, hesitated, then said, “Mr. Diaz,

IV. I can stay here

rub his temple but stopped midway, his arm stiff.

Diaz, be careful with your injury. Maybe

to rest. I’ll stay

“It’s okay.”

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

betraying a hint of

despite his smooth

sealed OR door, thinking of Cicely he’d

night, and

*

her room, laying her on the bed

with care. She was too tired to even open

to close

“Will do.”

of her face visible, the rest

else, she might’ve seemed

drama involving

remained motionless. She was

*

early the next day. When

living

you’re up

long, she’d never

accident last night. Make three breakfasts. I’ll

me to the

accident? Is

a mild concussion,

from the glass.”

‘not serious’ at all. “Didn’t you

last night?”

Cicely remained silent.

she might have overstepped, the maid hurriedly

prepare breakfast.

news of the accident. It seemed there was no

tell grandpa and dad; they were likely

got dressed and packed a couple

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

the suitcase from her.

even had

the moment she arrived. It was simply

nature.

you, pampered from birth, never having to lift a

anything.

was heading for the door when

breakfast. Let’s eat

the hospital.”

Issac watched Cicely’s retreating figure for a

before following her into the dining room and

her.

packing up Seth’s breakfast to go, paused

with the young mistress. She hesitated,

slowly placing the food box on the

is here.”

with a

*

at the hospital, Seth’s room was

down, his expression turning

rang; it was Creighton. She stepped out of

call,

Creighton’s voice came through, “Did you

accident last night?”

“Yes, I’m aware.”

brief silence on Creighton’s end,

passing nurse with a hand gesture, “Could you check

in an accident last night,

her phone, probably accessing

system, “She’s in V66.”

towards the

an audible “Hmm” from Creighton, and

Patty stood at the bedside, looking

the still-unconscious Danielle with an

shifted to the man standing beside her, his face

you, and yet,

to go home and

who you should not?” Seth’s expression was far

was hurt, sleepless from the night before, and

coldness, held

“Cicely?”

and Creighton’s familiar voice called

with confusion, “Why aren’t you coming

snapped up suddenly, landing on Cicely, who

looking back over her

His eyes narrowed slightly.d2

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Cicely turned back around, her face was etched

umpteenth time, Seth found

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

reassured, taking Erik’s arm.

the hospital room. Patty shifted awkwardly

with a look that was anything but

was unclear when Cicely had taken up her post at the

might have overheard.

Danielle’s attending physician, upon

had

be alright?”

and middle fingers are fractured, both legs have

there’s a broken rib in

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

months.”

“Gosh! That serious.”

indeed severe,

might get angry at Danielle from time to time, but in the

At a time like this, he still felt

the smile on

was enough to evoke thoughts of how serious the

Any slight mistake, and Danielle

real.

unconscious face, a

her otherwise serene

Impressive, indeed.

Cicely’s voice suddenly

won’t affect normal activities, but

perform complex dance moves, and as for playing the piano,

sorry…”

had been vague

Saying that she couldn’t perform highdifficulty dance movements

dancer have if they

execute even “complex” moves?

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

studying dance and piano

was scheduled to

silent, simply giving Seth a

His brow furrowed distinctly.

the room grew

lay there oblivious, Cicely felt a wave of

wash over her.

the late night, or perhaps because she

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

to head back now?”

few seconds, Seth rose to his feet and

and Creighton, suggesting, “The

so many of us to hover around; it might even disturb

rest. Should we disperse?”

Her logic was sound.

group left the hospital room, leaving only the special assigned

watch over Danielle.

Cicely

the breakfast from the food box and placed it in front

and pulled

a spoon, the

to

buzz about Seth had vanished from the charts, but there was no

binding him

witnessed the accident. The car that

straight for Mr. Diaz’s car, but

seemed Mr.

but Danielle still ended up taking the

risking their lives to protect each other? Is

called love?]

the two of them came

touch a drop of

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

Really? You’re implying they were

exited the feed and

ask me anything?” Seth’s voice broke

her gaming.

responded, “Ask what? Did

between you and Danielle?”

Seth’s frown deepened, “No.”

Her tone was indifferent, her attitude casual,

But why do you need me to ask

been together long. If I

fed up and dump me sooner

into making mistakes and then use that as

leave me.”

leave, would the reason matter?”

lifted her head, smiling

considered

his last spoonful of oatmeal and set the

just addressing your

an eyebrow, nodding with a slight smile, “I

you if you and Danielle

you and her ended up in the same place at the same

the same car accident on the same road, if you say

her, then I believe

Seth, maybe you don’t have to ease my worries. There might come

actually look forward to them

his dark eyes probing hers, emotion

expecting? That I’d drop you like a

making her way over to him, “I

like a

packed a few containers into a

shadowed eyes, “You look like you haven’t

and said you

supposed to be

going to explain

lunchbox on a

about? The ball’s always been

up the dining area and stand by

nurse to come set

approached the topic with a nonchalance that implied it

press it,

“What about you?”

as your wife, didn’t

To play it safe, sticking around definitely

he settled

remained silent, simply keeping

IV. He hadn’t

talking to him. The hospital room gradually quieted

them breathing calmly and

minutes passed, Cicely set her phone aside, lifted

her eyes rest on

expression was serene, her gaze

two bags of IV

ordering lunch for

the nurse to keep an eye on Seth

downstairs to grab lunch and get some

returned,

bed empty.

the cabinet, her

edge of it, smiling

the nurse on the

the gentleman probably went

Probably?

was more than

*

head, and even lying

could see it clearly.

weak and hoarse, “Seth, are

nonchalant look, Seth replied, “Clearly not

with relief, her

“That’s good.”

to see you. They’re truly

to do now is rest up and

paused, her voice and

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

Seth’s brow furrowed slightly.

you

months.”

filled Danielle’s eyes as

forming in a

start

you’re in no shape to shoot. There’s

negotiation.”

bit her lip, closing her eyes

lips formed a thin line, his gaze cool as he

moment of silence, he added, “Focus on getting

another role for you.”

quivered with disbelief, staring at Seth as if to confirm

misheard.

“Seth…”

I won’t consider you for the

burst into tears

take care of

as he turned his attention to

by the Ellis

“You should have lunch.”

obediently agreed, and the overly

afraid of causing

Danielle in his

behind her, then gently set

pounding fiercely. This was

since they had known each other for

had little appetite. Although the lunch brought by the Ellis

her injuries, she still frowned slightly when it

speak and refuse,

yet dangerously stern

*

her lunch, Seth returned to his

by the same nurse

on the

said this is home-cooked, and she

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

some air right

the lunchbox to find the

good portion missing.

had

as he glanced at the fork

Cicely returned to the ward room, the

long ago remained untouched.

blushed as she tidied up the medical

exposed

“What happened?” Cicely inquired.

nurse stated, slipping back

be careful now. Make sure to

any kind of strain.”

frowning with the intent to inspect his

nurse, she discreetly withdrew her

man adjusting his

a scuffle with Danielle and

his sleeve properly, “She’s

raised an eyebrow. So what did that

beneath him to

and now he felt obliged to

sank into the couch with a huff, propping her chin

go through this again.

in shape, you’ve got no

Besides, it hurts me to see you hurt, and what’s more, I have

to health. I want to

here, getting worse

much

and concern. After leisurely chewing the food, he

“If you don’t like staying in the

any time.”

a

sick, and you’re asking if I like

how I usually treat you—like some kind

doing great,” said

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

me, if

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

made a hasty retreat from

So, since you don’t like staying in

to continue having you take care of me.

impression I’m dissatisfied?”

as a pancake, devoid

than the one in

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held his gaze for a moment longer. “Falling ill is

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

be pointing fingers. Just focus

furrowed his brow, putting down his fork and

you mean

lips. “Nothing. Just

but he knew pressing for

like getting blood

look like you’ll be

and he’s probably brought a ton of work for

opened the door to let Charlie in, then placed

side. “I’ll leave you

laptop and a

in

out of the room, Cicely shook off the chilly gaze that had

a second skin.

tension between the

He could only systematically report

the company to

before Danielle’s door for a long

had finished her lunch not long

Cicely coldly as she

“What do you want?”

“Just checking if you’ve kicked

acerbic wit, Danielle simply

disappoint.”

blanket off Danielle, who

and anger

“What are you doing?”

slightly at the

withdrew her hand, her gaze flicking

hands.

“Indeed, very disappointing.”

cold laugh but remained

not to be a burden. It’s quite a feat

your condition.”

frowned. “What

head as she

figure, a sudden epiphany.

her lips, she

arm. People who don’t know any better

had a fight.”

her expression

on his arm, he still

her face,

Cicely snapped her back

didn’t miss the fleeting joy on Danielle’s

to an unasked

hospital, Cicely left to seek the comfort of

remained with Seth, their sparse

after Cicely’s departure, the

he saw the

door. “Good day, sir. I’m your new

by Ms. Cicely. Please let

glance at Seth, whose

icy.

caregiver, caught off guard by

comment, asked Charlie about some work-related items,

the file and stood

same position, watching a movie on her

smile

posture, Seth approached. “Been sitting

Danielle nodded.

lift her,

ask

glanced at the maid from the Ellis family.

concerned. “Just be

to a halt. He

her. “How

hesitated, but still said, “Cicely came

darkened a bit, but he

the bed.

“How bad is it?”

“It’s nothing.”

left Danielle at a loss

but she called the caregiver to

overhearing, asked, “What did

just glad you’re okay. She insisted I be careful

come by tomorrow.”

*

past noon, finding Seth still in his

room.

much brighter than the day

brimming with vitality.

that there needed to be a reason. No one liked

place like that.

rest yesterday,” Seth

bad.” She placed a food container in front of him.

It’s

caretaker stepped forward, raised the bed table,

the containe, which was

light yet hearty.

him, his mood

before him today.

to your taste?” Cicely

at her. “Why is there

I prepared it according

It’s definitely

you’re not eating with

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

eaten at home.”

and he pushed

I won’t eat

was taken aback. “Are you

his

as is

think I care?”

Still, Seth remained quiet.

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

to budge.

sat down, and picked up the

the plate.

“Come on, eat.”

so slightly. He turned to her.

if you’ve taken

grip on the fork tightened. She was about

when he spoke again.

not

he was implying. Her lips parted, almost spitting

she held back.

fed you yesterday,

else is

help

hadn’t expected such a straight-laced man could

days, Seth’s injury

was discharged to

wanted to take care of him personally, but

Cicely that it was

argue, and neither

Cicely wasn’t the

instead of taking care of him, she acted

like royalty.

Creighton fell ill unexpectedly.

back to the Ellis family estate upon hearing

ever since learning of

downcast, which now seemed to

toll on his health.

home, Cicely found Creighton dozing in

tea set beside him. To an outsider, he might

someone under the weather,

pallor of illness was clear on his face, a shadow of unease

the warm,

softly. Creighton’s brow

“Why are

“You’re not feeling well.”

him, pouring herself

that she had

sighed deeply. “Such a

Cicely couldn’t imagine what else could have affected his

so suddenly.

matter of recovery. Whatever the severity,

There’s no point dwelling on it.

Cicely’s consolation sounded detached.

looked at her for a moment.

that’s the case, you

that aren’t your concern. Haven’t you

how much you give, what do you get in

content knowing we

others to take advantage of you. If

granted. I expect a return for my efforts.

be unconditionally kind to someone

been in the business world long enough

truths, b

he had experienced life’s

treating family even better.

family can genuinely care for each other—others never

comfort me. You shouldn’t fuss over some things

As long as

always quarrel with him.”

fluttered, her arm resting on the chair armrest, her eyes halfclosed as she

her gaze as distant as her

I’m always picking

you to ease up. Everyone

The more you like someone, the more

doing something to be frowned upon.

happy, that’s what counts.”

so sure about him. My trust in him is

Dad. Don’t worry; I’ll

watched her for a

Cicely understood Creighton’s concerns.

all, their thoughts

Cicely was no fool,

accident, a thorn had lodged in their

sprout.

and life returned to its usual

job and went

diligently.

weekends, the two would leave

a fifty percent chance that Seth would

would go home together. But now, even that slim

disappeared.

drew to a close,

He was probably

winter holidays, Cicely had made plans

lunch at

crowd was larger than usual, everyone with

faces as they tackled the tasks

had simply bitten off more work than they could

which was rumored to

two

department heads were holed up in the conference

hushed tones of the

tense.

in the office,

strode in briskly,

figure on the sofa, a

himself,

watched him,

her chin up with a hand

we’ve met before.”

could waltz into Seth’s office

dare, and only his right-hand man Charlie had

And judging by how familiar this man seemed with the layout of

desk…

she had no

Shane, Mr.

ever so slightly, “He let Charlie

he came for, replied with some

most trusted aide. Mr. Diaz has him

someone, which is why I had

step in. My apologies, Ms. Cicely.

rested on the trinket on

posed with its paw raised, cradling a

accompanied

contrast to

silent, and Shane exited without

ten minutes passed before the office

crisp suit and an aura

at the sight of

a sheaf of papers on his desk, he turned and approached

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been waiting

gaming app and shook

long.”

wooden lunchbox on the

have lunch with you today, so I’ve

lips, “Thanks to you, I’m

in agreement, picking up her

meal, she would occasionally pause to

only to look up

sequence repeated several

finishing lunch did Cicely

why didn’t we

slight pause

playful

more of a faux

dessert. Have you

Charlie become complacent, thinking it’s no big

to have a

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

can have someone go out and get

lightly, with a carefree smile on her lips.

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

later.”

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

chose not

signaled his secretary to clear away

he said, “I’ll be tied up with

shopping, or visit Emiliana on set? I can arrange

driver.”

walking to the coat rack

accustomed to Charlie’s driving. If he’s

bundling up, she looked back at Seth, awaiting

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

expression was indifferent as he reiterated,

nodded, her demeanor

earlier. He’s coming to

impassive face darkened

the lunchbox home with you.

by, so I’ll leave

at the

had vanished

at the closed door, his expression as gloomy as the

outside.

Issac was already waiting by

door for her, but Cicely

keys. I’ll

hesitated, “You don’t

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

you’ll handle it.”

“The forecast said it might snow this

can drive in the snow.

it’s all about

you want, but I’m driving. If you don’t hand over

to pick up a car

Rather than let her impulsively choose a