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.

you okay?” Her fellow

dug into the

to their marriage? No, this

the car disappear through the

blankly out the

*

Ellis family

28th. Despite the preparations,

stir

days later, Patty paid a

with the Ellis

looking as somber as ever, sitting

Danielle.

trace

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

attention.

long time

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

gifts. So many for New Year’s, you

a seat next to Creighton,

say, you’ve become quite the stranger at

party. This

place to buy

to no avail. I had nearly given up hope,

adore it, and

to get it. Very

fixing on the gleaming ruby

considerable value. She had no idea Patty wanted it,

got it and passed it off as a gift from her

with her

forced a smile, “Seth really

smile returned as she shifted her focus back

be united took me

Millie’s daughter. Your friend

charming, doesn’t it?”

irony in Patty’s laughter was unmistakable.

was more of a joke.

her words.

darkened slightly, “It’s all fate. Family ties doubling

always a joyous occasion.”

sipped her tea,

by the way.” As if recalling something, Patty

in the entertainment industry. And with Seth now involved in

surely look out for her. Don’t worry about

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

Still, we hope he’ll

colder.

Danielle, it only made sense for

with Seth’s company. Since Cicely

it and not cause Seth any

with a frosty politeness, “With Danielle’s career

little to worry about. Should any issue arise, the

the one marrying Seth, not Danielle.

obligation to cater

unmarried, it’s the Ellis family’s

someone else’s.”

faded ever so slightly,

family, isn’t she just that? I know you and her mother

mentioned, my mother is your

considered me like a daughter

Cicely’s carefree, beautiful face, her

I’ve never seen you

feeling like an outsider all

we’ll soon be family, and I trust you’ll treat us with kindness. For

the Diaz family, let’s

the foundation of success,

someone like Danielle

Seth distress and impacting his work—that

trouble.”

grew icy. “The Ellis family

it’s the Ellis family or him looking

for another day. There will always be many people the

to look

curled into a cold smirk, her

been silent throughout.

attention. It seems Seth and I will have

match to marry off.

already pale complexion turned even paler. Seth

thought was more torturous than death itself. Cicely

to twist the

life is my own, and it doesn’t

commendable, but can

you’re an Ellis. Have some

others. If you’re facing trouble, seek your family,

her face a mix

marry into the Diaz family, you think you can

with me over scraps, just because Patty

the one putting Patty in a tight

you should be grateful

welcome.”

was the focal point of

as between Cicely and the entire Diaz family. It was rare

wasn’t exactly polite, today was the day

cards on the table, even if it meant taking a

what difficult matter it is.

the Ellis family can’t solve

worldly matters, can take care

a reply. Even Patty herself, who was standing

reassess Danielle with new scrutiny after Cicely’s

no comeback for Cicely. Every time, Cicely’s arguments

convincing, sounding like the absolute

her thoughts laid

was all too familiar with

a small, knowing smile. “If you decided on

spine.”

you’re so perfect? What have you

What right do you have to judge whether

not?”

the living room turn to stare at

took a sip of

Ellis family, and I have the chops

that the Ellis family has to

you?”

hands clenched tighter, her face turning even paler.

Seth left her

was palpable to everyone, as Cicely

once more, her eyes warmly detached,

right in

unable to counter Cicely’s words.

had a sharp tongue. Even

contract, and she was left speechless by

remarks.

Danielle to

then Danielle

topic was dropped, and throughout the meal, Danielle kept

contract once more. But aside from a

Cicely, the matter of her contract

her lip, her heart seething

with Patty. The silence during

at her. “Think about it, if Cicely managed

reason, that’s her skill. You two are both

Seth chose her in the

some tricks, but to

Why wait for it to be handed to

if Seth marries her, it

influence. Men

first,

But so what?

a harsh abandonment,

for the rest of her life and even

daughter seduced her son.

mother and daughter, whoever got punished, it would be

Patty, a delicious revenge.

could Millie have all

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

loved, turned out to

Millie.

Millie’s was

tragedy, and what she did

become a pathetic joke because of Millie.

a charmed

It was utterly detestable.

karma had come full

love Cicely? If he really

is all of

are many ways to get the Ellis family. I’ll have

choose me to help him instead of going

darkened, “Creighton holds the reins of the Ellis family’s

choose you

paused, realizing it was a reasonable explanation. But

out of the picture and Cicely

power

getting married with Cicely?

growing. The more she thought

and hopeless the

a response

on her heart. Because

big award ceremonies began in

swept up the

and as

the year drew

For celebrities like Danielle, it wasn’t

award shows and galas; it was

for the new year.

and she had

at

some from

lead role in a big-budget historical

be her focus for the

had a fair share of events

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in the same circles, running into each other

normal.

justifiable excuse Cicely had found for Seth in advance

hospital hallway, propped

the hospital, Charlie

patient’s room. From Charlie’s

injuries weren’t too severe.

body, which had strained to get there,

her hands against the corridor

which had almost given way due

strength.

a car accident, and Cicely couldn’t

hospital. It was as if she had amnesia, unable

her heart had raced, as if it had stopped

“Mr. Diaz is

and bruises, and a few scrapes from

Miss Danielle, she’s

the wall twitched slightly, her gaze flitting over the

as his

see him,” she said.

“Mr. Diaz is not in the

blinked and nodded, her tone neutral, “Where’s

room?”

smile, “Mr. Diaz asked me to wait

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

is my cousin, after all. I should check on her, whether or not she’s

there because of Seth.”

realized she had a

him to stay with Ms.

reasons.

turned to go. She

she was determined to find out,

ways to do so.

Cicely. I’ll take you there.” It was something

out from the reception desk. Why

on her

even reached the operating room,

outside. Even in a hospital gown, he

bandaged, and his face and neck

legs probably did too, hidden under the

in front of the

stoic, but as Cicely drew closer, she saw the

clear sign

seeing her, he glanced briefly at Charlie, who immediately lowered

head.

to stand beside him, facing the operating room

has it been?”

at her overly calm face,

up at the digital display above the operating room door,

minutes.”

her lip,

she replied lightly,

Seth kept his gaze on her, seemingly reluctant

“Anything else

not a doctor, and neither am

of us really

Or maybe I should

remained gentle, her voice soft and slow, devoid of any

happened at all. She also

Danielle was undergoing

too realistic and

thinking it might be better to

it was

accident that night.

suddenly said as if

in the

his eyes

“It was

see,” and turned back to the operating

Seth’s deep voice lingered on

turned to him, a puzzled look in

going to ask

gave him a once-over. Just

further with a smile, “Charlie told me you

says it’s not serious,

She looked up at

eighty minutes and seem fine. Do I really need to

to ask, I can. So, how badly are

This was it. Mr. Diaz

standing outside Ms.

would seem like an act of profound concern

face

raised an eyebrow and, after standing for

nearby chair.

left, apparently regarding the car accident

at the operating room door,

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

to see you tomorrow.”

relationship with Danielle didn’t warrant keeping vigil at the

operating room.

was past 1

father or grandfather with the

not wanting to spook them in

for Patty, hence aside

assistant Allie who rushed

no one else.

what else could you

energy was a scarce

seemed too distinct in the silent corridor.

Seth, unsure what

at Cicely,

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

was silent for a beat, “You

expression turned a

“Alright, I’ll leave then and

“Mm.”

single syllable response, Cicely

the corridor’s bend while Seth watched until

sight.

it was just Seth and Allie in

to

stay on watch and let you know if anything comes

words hung unanswered

nearing 2 a.m. when Cicely saw

worn out himself.

“Ms. Cicely.”

was surprised, “You’re

You should get some rest

was still a bit dazed, “And

at the OR. If

clamped his

leaned against the window,

dad about Danielle’s

who was driving,

silent ten-minute drive, Cicely, who seemed to have dozed off,

up. “I heard Danielle’s

glanced at her through the rearview mirror.

her face partly hidden

said her life’s not in danger, so

too much.”

things are

If I’m worried

hurt but not

knew that no matter how

someone, she’d never lift a finger

Just carry me upstairs when we get

“Okay.”

*

the hospital, Charlie reported his findings to Seth. “It was Ray’s

took a hit out.”

much. The

involved now.” Which meant

Things were likely to

merely grunted in

at the OR door, hesitated, then said, “Mr. Diaz, you

can stay here

to rub his temple but stopped midway,

careful with your injury. Maybe you should go back

to rest.

“It’s okay.”

leave before, even less

sat earlier, his movements betraying a

his

back at the sealed OR door, thinking of Cicely he’d seen

and

*

room, laying

tired to even open her eyes as she

to close the bedroom

“Will do.”

watched her, now just a sliver of her face visible, the rest obscured

else, she might’ve seemed just ordinarily peaceful, unaware

night’s drama involving

Cicely remained motionless. She was

*

on little sleep, she was up early the next

already in the living room, she checked her watch in

you’re up early

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

accident last night. Make three breakfasts. I’ll eat here

me to

an accident? Is he

a mild

from the glass.”

serious’ at all. “Didn’t you stay

last night?”

Cicely remained silent.

the maid

prepare breakfast.

with news of the accident. It seemed there

tell grandpa and dad; they were likely already

phone, Cicely got dressed and packed a couple

a small suitcase. Issac was waiting in the living room

the suitcase from her.

it even

from her hands without a word the moment

nature.

pampered from birth, never having to lift a finger

anything.

in tow, was heading for the

dining room, “I’ve prepared breakfast. Let’s eat together before

the hospital.”

the suitcase down, Issac watched Cicely’s retreating figure for a

into the dining room and taking a

her.

Seth’s breakfast to go, paused when she

table with the young mistress. She hesitated, her

slowly placing the food box on the table.

is here.”

acknowledged with a nonchalant

*

at the hospital, Seth’s room was

box down, his expression

Cicely’s phone rang; it was Creighton. She stepped out of

answered the call, “Dad…”

“Did you know Danielle

accident last night?”

“Yes, I’m aware.”

on Creighton’s end,

passing nurse with a hand gesture, “Could you

woman who was in an accident

checked her phone,

system, “She’s in V66.”

headed towards the

from Creighton, and Cicely

Danielle’s room, Patty stood at the bedside,

the still-unconscious Danielle with an expression of pain and

to the man standing

would give up her life for you, and yet, what

home and sleep? Can you see clearly now

should not?” Seth’s expression

the night before, and

deliberate coldness, held a certain dry

“Cicely?”

shuffled outside the door, and Creighton’s

with confusion, “Why aren’t you coming

suddenly, landing on Cicely, who was

back over

His eyes narrowed slightly.d2

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back around, her face was

Seth found himself

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

reassured, taking Erik’s arm.

approached the hospital room.

look that was anything but

was unclear when Cicely had taken up her

might have overheard.

Danielle’s attending

family had arrived, hurried

to be alright?” Erik’s

hand’s index and middle fingers are fractured,

and there’s a broken rib in the chest. We’re

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

months.”

“Gosh! That serious.”

indeed severe, and

to time, but in the end,

like this, he still felt

lips tightened, and the smile on

to evoke thoughts of how serious

and Danielle might have lost

real.

eyes lingered on Danielle’s unconscious face, a trace of barely

across her otherwise

Impressive, indeed.

voice suddenly

“It won’t affect normal activities, but it

complex dance moves, and

sorry…”

words had been vague and tactful. There

highdifficulty dance movements had been just a form

courage and confidence could a dancer have if

execute even “complex” moves?

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

has been studying dance and piano since she

was scheduled to take her piano

remained silent, simply giving Seth a

His brow furrowed distinctly.

the room grew

at Danielle, who lay there oblivious, Cicely

wash over her.

night, or perhaps

brought breakfast for you; it’s in

to head back now?”

rose to his feet and moved towards

to Erik and Creighton, suggesting, “The important thing is

us to hover around; it might even disturb

rest. Should we disperse?”

Her logic was sound.

left the hospital room, leaving only the special

watch over Danielle.

elders off, Cicely

box and

and pulled out

eating with a spoon, the silence in

seemed to belong exclusively

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

him and

you guys hear? I witnessed the accident.

for Mr. Diaz’s car,

Then it seemed Mr. Diaz realized and rushed in

but Danielle still ended up taking the hit. Her brand new car was

were they both risking their lives to protect

called love?]

them came

a drop of alcohol coming out

they too in sync, or is there something else

implying they were together from the start, aren’t

the feed and launched a

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

her gaming.

Cicely responded, “Ask what? Did something

between you and Danielle?”

Seth’s frown deepened, “No.”

Her tone was

which puts me at ease. But why do you need me to ask

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

and dump me sooner

and then use that as an excuse

leave me.”

leave, would the reason

her head, smiling

you’ve considered dumping

spoonful of oatmeal and set the spoon

addressing

raised an eyebrow, nodding with a slight smile, “I won’t be petty

overthink things and badger you if you and Danielle occasionally cross

you and her ended up in the same place at

the same

and her, then I

have to ease my worries. There might come

look forward to them

gaze shifted, his dark

That I’d drop

making her way over to him, “I guess

more like a

methodically packed a few containers into

shadowed eyes, “You look like you

be resting? Charlie called and said

to be

explain

lunchbox on a nearby cabinet,

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

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

a nurse to come

with a nonchalance

discussion, and Seth didn’t press it, changing the

“What about you?”

the law if I, as your

it safe, sticking around definitely wouldn’t

he settled back

remained silent, simply keeping watch in the hospital

He hadn’t slept

to him. The hospital room

breathing calmly

her phone aside, lifted her gaze to check

finally let her eyes rest on

was serene, her gaze distant, thoughts

of IV fluids, Seth

house staff, ordering lunch for two, asking Issac

asked the nurse to keep an eye

downstairs to grab lunch and get some

than ten minutes, she returned, carrying the

bed empty.

placed the lunchbox on the cabinet, her eyes downcast as

of it, smiling

on the side had to speak up.

woke up, the gentleman

Probably?

more

*

had bandages wrapped around his head, and even lying in bed,

could see it clearly.

hoarse, “Seth,

look, Seth replied, “Clearly

softened with relief,

“That’s good.”

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

need to do now is rest up and

paused, her voice

badly injured? How long

Seth’s brow furrowed slightly.

and you should be back on your feet in

months.”

Danielle’s eyes as she

forming in

about to start

you’re in no shape to shoot.

negotiation.”

her eyes to hide the despair welling

formed a thin line, his gaze

of silence, he added, “Focus on getting

another role for you.”

staring at Seth as if

misheard.

“Seth…”

you’re not fully recovered by then, I won’t consider you for

tears of joy, visibly

care of

indifferent as he turned his

the

“You should have lunch.”

the overly cautious servant

afraid of causing any

his arms for the servant

then gently set her

heart pounding fiercely. This was the

the two since they had known each other for

little appetite. Although the lunch brought

considering her injuries, she still frowned slightly

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

dangerously

*

Seth returned to his room,

the same nurse

lunchbox sat on the

is home-cooked, and she asked me to remind

She doesn’t like the hospital’s smell, and she’s

getting some

silent, opening the lunchbox to find the food had

good portion missing.

lady had some

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

to the ward room, the lunch that should have been

long ago remained untouched.

tidied up the

Seth’s exposed

“What happened?” Cicely inquired.

nurse stated, slipping back into professional

must be careful now. Make sure to protect your

any kind of strain.”

with

the nurse,

on the man adjusting his sleeve, a playful

get into a scuffle with

sleeve properly, “She’s

raised an eyebrow. So

beneath him to lay hands on someone

and now he felt obliged to take extra care

into the couch with a huff,

go through

you’ve got no business playing the

hurts me to see you hurt, and

back to health. I want

be discharged, not languishing here, getting worse with each

seem to show much change in response

After leisurely chewing

don’t like staying in the hospital,

any time.”

her eyes at Seth for a moment before letting out

if I like the

What does that say about how

doing

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

if I’m not

then that the nurse, busy

of discord and made a

So, since you don’t like

continue having you take care of me. What

impression I’m dissatisfied?”

as flat as a pancake, devoid of

were the caregiver rather than the one in need of

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his gaze for a moment longer.

that don’t need to be spelled out

fingers. Just focus

putting down his fork and looking

mean by ‘whatever

her lips. “Nothing.

but he knew pressing for

getting blood from a

You don’t look

he’s probably brought a ton of work

door to let Charlie

“I’ll

came in with a laptop and a stack of papers,

in front of

the room, Cicely shook off the chilly gaze that had clung

a second skin.

the underlying tension between the two under

clue. He could only systematically

the company

Danielle’s door for a long

lunch not long

Cicely coldly as

“What do you want?”

if you’ve kicked the bucket

acerbic wit, Danielle simply smirked.

disappoint.”

approached and lifted the blanket off Danielle, who

discontent and anger

“What are you doing?”

the sight of Danielle’s bandaged,

She withdrew her hand, her gaze flicking over

hands.

“Indeed, very disappointing.”

out a cold

burden. It’s quite a feat to hurt others

your condition.”

frowned. “What do

Cicely’s head as she

figure, a sudden epiphany.

lips, she

wound on his arm. People who don’t know any

had a fight.”

her

his arm, he

of joy passed over her face,

Cicely snapped her back to

didn’t miss the fleeting joy on Danielle’s

to an

hospital, Cicely left to seek the comfort of

remained with Seth, their

departure, the door stirred. Charlie, ready

as he saw the

the door.

Please let me know if you

a glance at Seth,

icy.

by

Charlie about some

the file and

was still in the same position,

looked up with a smile as Seth entered.

Seth approached. “Been sitting

Danielle nodded.

to lift her, but Danielle refused his

ask

glanced at the maid from the Ellis family.

bit her lip, concerned. “Just be careful about your

halt. He straightened

her. “How did

said, “Cicely

he still carefully helped

the bed.

“How bad is it?”

“It’s nothing.”

manner left Danielle

return that night, but she

asked, “What did she

She insisted I be careful with

come by tomorrow.”

*

day just past noon, finding Seth still in

room.

spirit seemed much brighter than the

brimming with vitality.

not that there needed to be a reason. No one liked

place like that.

got some good rest yesterday,” Seth remarked

container in front of him. “Brought

It’s really

the bed table, and laid out

the containe, which was

light yet hearty.

the lunch before him, his mood cooling despite

before him today.

wrong? Not to

her. “Why is there

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

definitely

you’re not eating

on her that he was

eaten at home.”

darkened, and he pushed the meal

won’t eat

was taken aback. “Are

his face away,

your own business, as

think I care?”

Still, Seth remained quiet.

long while,

to budge.

sat down, and picked

the plate.

“Come on, eat.”

corners of Seth’s lips twitched ever so slightly. He turned to her.

if you’ve taken my

the fork tightened. She was about to

when he spoke again.

not quite

implying. Her lips parted, almost spitting out a

she held back.

you yesterday,

else is qualified except

couldn’t help but

hadn’t expected such a straight-laced

injury continued to heal without incident,

was discharged to

care of him personally, but Seth

it

argue, and neither

told, Cicely

Seth was home, instead of

like royalty.

Creighton fell ill unexpectedly.

to the Ellis

explained that ever since learning

been downcast, which now seemed to be taking

toll on his health.

Cicely found Creighton dozing in a

a tea set beside him. To an outsider, he might

someone under the

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

that the warm, bright sunlight couldn’t

Creighton’s brow

“Why are

“You’re not feeling well.”

a seat opposite him, pouring

couldn’t deny it, given that she had come

“Such a

than that, Cicely couldn’t imagine what else could have affected

so suddenly.

of recovery. Whatever

point dwelling on it.

Cicely’s consolation sounded detached.

a moment.

understand. “If that’s the case, you should be more selfish.

aren’t your concern. Haven’t

No matter how much you give, what do you get

knowing

for others to take advantage of you. If you’re content,

granted. I expect

unconditionally

had been in the business world long enough to

truths, b

had experienced life’s ups and downs, he believed

treating family even better.

genuinely care for each

just comfort me. You shouldn’t fuss over

difficulties. As long as Seth is

always quarrel with him.”

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

her gaze as

I’m always picking

asking you to ease up. Everyone knows you’re

the more you care. Anyway,

doing something to be frowned upon. As long as

happy, that’s what counts.”

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

Dad. Don’t worry; I’ll be

a while, then nodded

Cicely understood Creighton’s concerns.

daughter, after all, their thoughts

reality, Cicely was no fool, and neither was

thorn had lodged in their hearts and

sprout.

wounds healed, and life returned

off her debts with her job and

diligently.

the two would leave together in the morning, and in

percent chance

home together.

disappeared.

year drew to a close, every company was swamped

was probably drowning in

the winter

at

than usual, everyone with a grave look

the tasks at hand. It seemed either something

awry, or they had simply bitten off more work than they could

which was rumored to have

for two

up in the conference

of the

tense.

in the office,

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

on the sofa,

collected himself, “Ms.

of her brow, Cicely watched him, her eyes

propped her chin up with a hand and offered a faint

we’ve met before.”

could waltz into

and only his

this

desk…

was odd that she

Shane, Mr.

ever so slightly, “He

clutching the documents he came for, replied with some

most trusted aide. Mr. Diaz

at the hospital, looking after someone, which is why

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

Cicely’s gaze rested on the trinket on Seth’s desk. It was

with narrowed eyes, posed with its paw raised,

accompanied

stark contrast to

and Shane

minutes passed before the office door

suit and an aura of

at the sight

on his desk, he

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been

closed her gaming app and shook her head,

long.”

carved wooden lunchbox

with you today, so

“Thanks to you, I’m

in agreement, picking

occasionally pause to

eating, only to look up

repeated

after finishing lunch did Cicely speak

didn’t we have dessert

was a slight pause

a playful dissatisfaction—it was less of a

of a

I visit, there’s always dessert. Have you been

it’s no big deal

to have a

today. I forgot to order it,” Seth replied

someone go out and

a carefree smile on her lips.

the same when you try to

later.”

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

chose

his secretary to clear away the

his chair, he said, “I’ll be tied up with work for a

like to head home, go shopping, or visit Emiliana on set? I can arrange for

driver.”

stood, walking to the coat rack to retrieve

grown accustomed to Charlie’s driving. If he’s

looked back at Seth, awaiting his

on her, noting her bundled figure and the faint

His expression was indifferent as

her

Issac earlier. He’s coming to pick

face

with you. I’m going

be passing by, so

she spoke, Cicely was already at the door, turning

her sentence, she had

door, his expression as

outside.

by the entrance. Upon

promptly opened the car door for her,

me the keys.

don’t have

and I know the rules of the road. If

you’ll handle it.”

forecast said it might

in the snow. Why

all about your

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

pick

didn’t doubt Cicely’s sincerity. Rather than