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.

are you okay?” Her fellow actor noticed Danielle’s distress

the pillar, her eyes

agree to their marriage? No, this can’t

Danielle watched the car disappear through the

bit her lip, staring blankly

*

Ellis family announced Seth and

the following July 28th. Despite the preparations, the

a stir

Patty paid a visit to the

Ellis family,

there, looking as somber as

Danielle.

complexion was pallid, hardly any trace of a smile on

had that resting bitch face,

attention.

time

a thin smile, “Indeed, it’s been

So many for New

to Creighton, “It’s the least I

you’ve become quite the

third party. This ruby necklace, I’ve

a place to buy

nearly given up hope, and then you surprised

and Seth mentioned you went through quite

to get it. Very thoughtful

fixing on the gleaming ruby necklace around

clearly of considerable value. She had no idea

got it and passed it

with

“Seth really deserves most

smile returned as she shifted her

to be united took

Your

charming, doesn’t it?”

Patty’s laughter was unmistakable. She said it sounded

was more of a joke.

her words.

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

always a joyous occasion.”

sipped her tea,

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

quite well in the entertainment industry. And with

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

matters. Seth might be busier, but

Still, we hope

smile grew wider and colder. Patty was implying that

in taking care of Danielle, it only made sense for

Seth’s company. Since Cicely wouldn’t

and not cause Seth

frosty

about. Should any issue arise, the Ellis family

the

no obligation to cater to

remains unmarried, it’s the Ellis family’s duty to

someone else’s.”

ever so slightly, “Someone

that? I know you and her

just mentioned, my mother is your best

me like

looked at Cicely’s carefree, beautiful

I’ve never seen you as an

perhaps I’ve been ungrateful, feeling like an outsider

be family, and I trust you’ll treat us

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

home is the foundation of success, don’t

implication was clear: don’t let someone like Danielle

and impacting his work—that would

trouble.”

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

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

There

needs to

smirk, her eyes turning towards

been silent throughout.

will indeed need special attention. It seems Seth

a suitable match

even paler. Seth

The thought was more torturous than death itself. Cicely knew

twist

my own, and it doesn’t need managing by

independence sounds commendable, but can you truly handle it

one denies you’re an Ellis. Have some

others. If you’re facing trouble, seek your family, not

hands clenched tightly, her face a mix of

finally marry into the Diaz

scraps, just because Patty dotes

putting Patty in a tight

you rotten, and you should be grateful for that, not wear

welcome.”

Danielle was the focal

the entire Diaz

wasn’t

if it meant taking

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

can’t solve it,

can take

couldn’t muster a reply. Even Patty

with

no comeback for Cicely. Every time, Cicely’s

most convincing, sounding like the

her thoughts laid

with Danielle’s silenced, frustrated

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

spine.”

you’re so perfect?

have

not?”

everyone in the living room turn

raised an eyebrow, leisurely took a sip

right as the lady from the Ellis family, and I

everything that the Ellis family has

you?”

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

Seth left her

palpable to everyone, as Cicely nonchalantly

her eyes warmly detached, betraying

right in the

her lips, unable to counter Cicely’s

a sharp tongue. Even Patty’s

she was left speechless by Cicely’s few

remarks.

truly found Danielle to be a

then Danielle was indeed a

and throughout

bring up her contract once more. But aside from a

of her contract was

her lip, her heart seething

Patty. The silence during their drive

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

her skill.

line, but Seth chose her

tricks, but to get

Why wait for it to be handed

need to be so down. Even if Seth marries her, it won’t last.

the Ellis family’s influence. Men

at first, Patty was

But so what?

harsh abandonment, wouldn’t the hurt be

made Patty miserable for the rest of her

daughter seduced her son.

got punished, it would

Patty, a delicious revenge.

Why could Millie

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

feeling of being loved, turned out to be a lie

Millie.

shouldn’t be Millie’s was

a tragedy, and

joke because of Millie.

charmed

It was utterly detestable.

like karma had

love Cicely? If he really

family, will he really abandon her? Patty, is all

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

he choose me to help him instead of going to all this trouble

darkened, “Creighton holds the reins

choose

paused, realizing it was a reasonable explanation. But

was out of the picture and Cicely wasn’t

Ellis family, the power would still likely

getting married with Cicely?

her anxiety growing. The more

and hopeless

get a response from Danielle, Danielle’s words

her heart. Because

Year’s, the big award ceremonies

swept

Best Supporting Actress, and as a

dance that reignited her popularity. As the year drew to a close, industries

celebrities like Danielle, it wasn’t just

was also about locking in their

for the new year.

surged, and she had been networking

at various

in, including some from major productions. After

Danielle secured a lead role

her focus for the

too, had a fair

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the same circles, running into each other

normal.

was the justifiable excuse Cicely had found for Seth in

hallway, propped

Charlie was

patient’s room. From Charlie’s

injuries weren’t too severe.

to get

her hands against the

legs, which had almost given way due to weakness, to slowly

strength.

accident, and Cicely

to get to the hospital. It was as if she

heart had raced,

Diaz is okay, just a mild

bruises, and a few scrapes from

Miss Danielle, she’s

her

settling on Charlie’s face as his voice

see him,” she said.

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

blinked and nodded, her tone neutral,

room?”

smile, “Mr. Diaz asked

there’s no need to

my cousin, after all. I should check on

there because of Seth.”

and realized she had a point,

stay with Ms. Cicely, he must have

reasons.

to

was determined to find out, there were plenty

ways to do so.

I’ll take you there.” It was something

from the reception desk.

getting on her bad

the operating room, they saw Seth’s tall and

a hospital

and his face

arms and legs probably did too, hidden under the

front of the operating room. His expression

Cicely drew closer, she saw the slight

clear sign of his

seeing her, he glanced briefly at

head.

him, facing the operating room

has it been?”

calm face, his brow creasing

up at the digital display above the operating

minutes.”

lip,

replied lightly, “Is

kept his gaze on her, seemingly

“Anything else you

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

neither of us really knows how severe

ask? Or maybe I should be

soft and

happened at all.

sisterly concern while Danielle was undergoing a critical surgery.

too realistic and

it might be better to

in life. After all, it was two people

accident that night.

if remembering something, “How

happen in

closed his

“It was intentional. We’re

turned back to the

deep voice lingered

She turned to him, a puzzled look in her

you going to ask how I’m

him a once-over. Just

with a smile, “Charlie told me

serious,

up at the digital

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

is? If you want me to ask, I can. So, how badly are

heart skipped a beat. This was it. Mr.

standing outside Ms. Danielle’s operating room for

like an act of profound concern and

at Cicely’s ever-gentle face and

an eyebrow and, after standing for

nearby chair.

took a call and left, apparently

with no change at the operating

tired. If you’re not going back to your

to see you tomorrow.”

warrant keeping vigil at

operating room.

past 1

alarmed her father or grandfather with the

spook them in the dead of

for Patty,

and Danielle’s assistant Allie who rushed over, there

no one else.

what else could you expect?

and energy was a

too distinct in the

unsure what to

look at Cicely, his eyes red with

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

beat, “You

expression turned a shade

“Alright, I’ll leave then and

“Mm.”

single syllable response, Cicely turned and

bend while Seth watched until she was

sight.

Allie in the hallway. Allie, feeling awkward,

us all to be here. You’re hurt too. Why

I’ll stay on watch and let you know if

unanswered

when Cicely saw

worn out himself.

“Ms. Cicely.”

surprised,

get

bit dazed,

the OR. If

his

Cicely leaned against the window,

about Danielle’s

was

drive, Cicely, who seemed to have dozed off,

heard

rearview mirror. She was reclining

partly hidden

said her life’s not in danger,

too much.”

way things are between us, I’d be

the bucket. If I’m worried about

hurt but not

Issac knew that no matter

someone, she’d never lift a finger

beat. Just carry me upstairs when we get

“Okay.”

*

reported his findings to Seth. “It

took a hit out.”

didn’t change much.

now.” Which meant Seth didn’t need

in. Things were

merely grunted

hesitated, then said, “Mr. Diaz, you

I can stay here for

temple but stopped midway,

be careful with your injury. Maybe you should go

to rest.

“It’s okay.”

even less

betraying a hint

despite his

the sealed OR door, thinking

night, and pursed

*

carried Cicely into her room, laying her

to even open

the covers. “Remember to close

“Will do.”

a sliver of her face visible, the rest obscured by

anyone else, she might’ve seemed just

night’s drama involving Danielle and Seth’s

remained motionless. She

*

on little sleep, she was up early the next day. When the

saw Cicely already in the living room, she checked

you’re up

so long, she’d never seen this little miss at this

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

with me

accident? Is

a mild concussion, some scrapes, bruises,

from the glass.”

serious’ at all. “Didn’t

last night?”

Cicely remained silent.

have overstepped, the maid hurriedly excused herself

prepare breakfast.

news of the

tell grandpa and dad; they were likely already

pocketing her phone, Cicely got dressed and packed a couple

Issac was waiting in the living room and quickly

the suitcase from her.

and it even had wheels, but Issac insisted

her hands without a word the moment she arrived.

nature.

Cicely for you, pampered from birth, never having to

anything.

tow, was heading for the

Let’s eat together before

the hospital.”

down, Issac watched Cicely’s retreating figure for

dining room

her.

maid, packing up Seth’s breakfast to

the young mistress. She hesitated, her gaze

slowly placing the food box on the

is here.”

with a nonchalant

*

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

down, his expression

that Cicely’s phone rang; it

answered the call,

came through, “Did you know Danielle was in

accident last night?”

“Yes, I’m aware.”

a brief silence on Creighton’s end, “Where is

with a hand gesture, “Could you

was in an accident last night,

checked her phone, probably accessing the hospital’s

system, “She’s in V66.”

Cicely headed towards the

from Creighton, and Cicely hung

Patty stood at the bedside,

with an expression

the man

her life for you, and yet, what about Cicely?

go home

and who you should not?”

from the night before,

coldness, held a

“Cicely?”

outside the door, and Creighton’s familiar voice called out

confusion, “Why aren’t you coming

snapped up suddenly, landing on Cicely,

looking back

His eyes narrowed slightly.d2

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turned back around, her face

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

life-threatening danger, she

reassured, taking Erik’s arm.

the hospital room. Patty shifted

with a look

Cicely had taken up her post at the

might have overheard.

Cicely. Danielle’s attending physician,

family had arrived, hurried

going to be

index and middle fingers are

a broken rib in the chest. We’re

and with proper treatment and rest,

months.”

“Gosh! That serious.”

injuries were indeed severe, and Erik’s

might get angry at Danielle from time to time, but

At a time like this, he still felt a pang of

tightened, and the smile on her face uncontrollably

that injury was enough to evoke thoughts of how

been. Any slight mistake, and Danielle might

real.

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

slipping across her otherwise

Impressive, indeed.

complications?” Cicely’s voice

normal activities,

dance moves,

sorry…”

vague and tactful.

she couldn’t perform highdifficulty

could a dancer have

execute even “complex” moves?

do!”

been studying dance and piano since she was little. She was

she was

giving Seth

His brow furrowed distinctly.

in the room grew

oblivious, Cicely felt a

wash over her.

perhaps

brought breakfast for you; it’s in your room.

to head back now?”

few seconds, Seth rose to

turned to Erik and Creighton, suggesting, “The important

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

rest. Should we disperse?”

Her logic was sound.

leaving only the special assigned

watch over Danielle.

the elders off, Cicely

breakfast from the food box and placed it in

and pulled out her

began eating with a spoon, the silence in the

to belong exclusively

from

topics binding him and Danielle

accident. The

Diaz’s car,

seemed Mr. Diaz realized

ended up taking the hit. Her brand

they both risking their lives to protect each other? Is

called love?]

that the two of them came out from the same club,

own cars. Surprisingly, they didn’t touch a

is there something else going on between

they were together from the start,

the feed and

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

her gaming.

looking up, Cicely responded, “Ask what? Did something

between you and Danielle?”

Seth’s frown deepened, “No.”

believe you.” Her tone was

me at ease. But why do

been together long. If I had to question you about

up and dump me sooner rather than later. It wasn’t easy

mistakes and then use that as an excuse

leave me.”

wanted to leave, would the reason matter?”

slowly lifted her

you’ve considered

last spoonful of oatmeal and

just addressing

with a slight smile, “I won’t be

badger you if you and Danielle occasionally cross

ended up in the

the same road, if you say

you and her, then I

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

forward

dark

you expecting? That I’d drop you like

making her way

like

packed a few containers into

look like you haven’t

said you haven’t even started on the

supposed to be

going to explain

a nearby

ball’s always been

dining area and stand

a nurse to come set up

with a nonchalance that

Seth didn’t press it, changing the

“What about you?”

the law if I, as your wife, didn’t keep vigil by your

play it safe, sticking around definitely

settled back onto the

keeping watch

He hadn’t slept all night, and

The hospital room gradually

them breathing calmly

Cicely set her phone

her eyes rest

serene, her gaze

bags of IV fluids,

lunch for two, asking

asked the nurse to keep an eye on Seth while

grab lunch and get

she returned, carrying the lunchbox,

bed empty.

lunchbox on the cabinet, her eyes downcast as she

of it, smiling slightly

and the nurse on the side had to speak

woke up, the gentleman probably

Probably?

more

*

his head, and even lying in bed,

could see it clearly.

was weak and hoarse, “Seth, are you badly

Seth

softened with relief, her tone much

“That’s good.”

come to see

rest up and

voice

will. But am I badly injured?

Seth’s brow furrowed slightly.

badly. Listen to the doctor and you should be back on your feet in

months.”

Panic filled Danielle’s eyes as she shook her

in a

start filming, and this role is

it is, you’re in no

negotiation.”

lip, closing her eyes to

formed a thin line, his gaze cool as he watched

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

another role for you.”

staring at

misheard.

“Seth…”

then, I

burst into tears

care

as he turned his

by the

“You should have lunch.”

the overly cautious servant propped up her

afraid of causing

his

then gently

heart pounding fiercely. This was the

had known each other

Although the lunch brought by

frowned slightly when it was

she was about to speak and refuse, she

yet dangerously stern

*

her lunch, Seth returned to his room, only to

the same nurse he saw

on the

the lady said this is home-cooked, and she

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

some air

to find the food had been

good portion missing.

added, “The lady had

glanced at the

to the ward room, the lunch that should have

long ago remained untouched.

blushed as she tidied up the medical tray.

Seth’s exposed arm

“What happened?” Cicely inquired.

wound reopened,” the nurse stated, slipping back into professional

“You must be careful now. Make sure to protect

any kind of strain.”

Seth, frowning with the intent

hearing the nurse, she

man adjusting his sleeve, a playful smile tugging at her

with Danielle

sleeve properly, “She’s practically

eyebrow. So what did that

beneath him to lay

felt obliged to take

into the couch with a huff, propping

“Seth, I don’t want to go through

you’ve got

to see

to health.

not languishing here, getting worse with

to show much change in response

concern. After leisurely chewing the food, he

the hospital, I can arrange for my

any time.”

her eyes at Seth for a

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

What does that say about how I usually

complaints, you’re doing

“I think I’m doing pretty well, too. But you seem less than

if I’m

was only then that the nurse, busy

and made a hasty retreat from

So, since you

you take care

impression I’m dissatisfied?”

flat as a pancake, devoid of ripples,

than the one in

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a moment longer. “Falling

need to be

pointing fingers. Just focus

finally furrowed his brow, putting down his fork and

you mean by

her lips.

didn’t buy her nonchalance, but he

like getting blood from a

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

and he’s probably brought a ton of work

to let Charlie

side. “I’ll leave you

came in with a laptop and a stack of papers, quickly clearing

in

shook off the chilly gaze that had clung to

a second skin.

underlying tension between

had no clue. He could only systematically report

the company

a long moment before

finished her lunch not long before, was

Cicely coldly

“What do you want?”

checking if you’ve

to Cicely’s acerbic wit, Danielle simply smirked.

disappoint.”

approached and lifted the blanket off Danielle, who could

and anger with her

“What are you doing?”

eyes narrowed slightly at the sight of Danielle’s bandaged,

gaze flicking over the bandages

hands.

“Indeed, very disappointing.”

a cold laugh but

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

your condition.”

frowned. “What do you

head

figure, a sudden epiphany.

lips, she said, “After leaving your place, Seth’s

arm. People who don’t

had a fight.”

her expression

a wound on his arm, he still

over her

Cicely snapped her

Cicely turned to leave, she didn’t miss the

to an unasked

Cicely left to

remained with Seth, their

after Cicely’s departure, the

he saw

at the door.

let me

a glance at Seth, whose cold

icy.

off guard by

asked Charlie about

file

still in the same position,

up with a smile as Seth entered.

Seth approached. “Been sitting all

Danielle nodded.

to lift her, but Danielle

can ask someone

the Ellis family. “And who would

bit her lip, concerned. “Just be careful about

He straightened up

her. “How did

still said, “Cicely

bit, but he

the bed.

“How bad is it?”

“It’s nothing.”

aloof manner left Danielle at a loss for

she called the caregiver

“What did she

glad you’re okay. She insisted

come by tomorrow.”

*

up the next day just past noon, finding Seth still

room.

spirit seemed much brighter

brimming with vitality.

needed to be a reason. No

place like that.

rest

a food container in front of him. “Brought you

soup. It’s really

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

the containe, which was

light yet hearty.

the lunch before him, his mood cooling

before him today.

Not to your

looked at her. “Why is there

it enough? I prepared it according

It’s definitely

you’re not eating

her that he

eaten at home.”

and he

won’t

taken aback.

his face

business, as

think I care?”

Still, Seth remained quiet.

him for a long while,

to budge.

she moved to his bedside, sat down, and

the plate.

“Come on, eat.”

ever so slightly. He turned to her.

if you’ve

tightened. She was about to relent and

when he spoke again.

not

knew what he was implying. Her lips

she held back.

you

else is qualified except

help but

a straight-laced man could be

injury continued to heal

was discharged

of him personally, but Seth refused,

both Patty and Cicely that it was

and neither did

be told, Cicely wasn’t

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

like royalty.

Creighton fell ill unexpectedly.

back to the Ellis family estate upon hearing

since learning of

which now seemed to be taking

toll on his health.

home, Cicely found Creighton dozing in a garden chair,

a tea set beside him. To an outsider, he

under the

of illness was clear on his face, a

the warm,

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

are

“You’re not feeling well.”

a seat opposite him,

it, given that she had come back

sighed deeply. “Such a serious accident, it

Cicely couldn’t imagine what else

so suddenly.

just a matter of recovery. Whatever

dwelling on it.

Cicely’s consolation sounded detached.

her for a moment. “We’re

understand. “If that’s the case,

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

how much you give, what do you get

tell me we should be content knowing we did our

advantage

for granted. I expect a return for my

unconditionally kind to

world long enough to understand these

truths, b

life’s ups and downs,

treating family even better.

can genuinely care for each

shouldn’t fuss over some things too much.

difficulties. As long as Seth

always quarrel with him.”

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

her gaze as distant as her

I’m always picking fights

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

like someone, the more you care.

he is not above doing something to be frowned upon. As long

happy, that’s what counts.”

about him.

Don’t worry;

a

Cicely understood Creighton’s concerns.

all, their thoughts were often in

reality, Cicely was no fool, and

accident, a thorn had lodged in

sprout.

and life returned to its

her job and

diligently.

two would leave

percent chance that Seth would join

home together. But now, even that slim

disappeared.

drew to a close,

He was probably drowning

last weekend before the winter holidays, Cicely had

lunch at

was larger than usual, everyone with a grave

their faces as they tackled the tasks at hand.

bitten off more work

the Finance Department, which was rumored to have been

two straight

department heads were holed up in the conference room with Seth,

hushed tones of the secretaries, the atmosphere

tense.

office, but before she could

door burst open. A man strode in briskly, heading

on the sofa, a brief

himself, “Ms.

Cicely watched him, her eyes dancing with curiosity

propped her chin up with a hand and offered a faint

we’ve met before.”

many who could waltz into Seth’s

only his right-hand

by how familiar this man seemed with the layout of

desk…

she had no recollection of

Shane, Mr.

ever so slightly, “He let Charlie

clutching the documents he came for, replied

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

at the hospital, looking after someone,

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

on Seth’s

posed with its paw raised, cradling a

her picture inside, accompanied by

stark contrast to the

silent, and Shane exited without further

the office door swung

an aura of icy detachment. His stern

slightly at

of papers on his desk,

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been

shook her

long.”

towards the carved wooden lunchbox on the

with you today, so

lips, “Thanks to you, I’m treated

in agreement,

through the meal, she would occasionally pause to glance at

only to look up

sequence repeated several

finishing lunch did Cicely speak

why didn’t we have dessert

a slight pause

with a playful

of a

there’s always dessert. Have you been too busy

big

to have a

isn’t in today. I forgot to order

I can have someone go

carefree smile on

something, it doesn’t taste the same when you

later.”

and nonchalant, but

message he chose not to

clear away

his chair, he said, “I’ll be tied

visit Emiliana on set? I

driver.”

walking to the coat rack to retrieve her

Charlie’s driving. If he’s

back at Seth, awaiting

noting her bundled figure

His expression was indifferent as he

nodded, her demeanor

Issac earlier. He’s coming

impassive face

home with you. I’m going out to

won’t be passing by, so I’ll leave

spoke, Cicely was already at the

sentence, she had

door, his expression as gloomy

outside.

Issac was already waiting by the entrance. Upon seeing

the car door for her,

me the keys. I’ll drive

don’t have a

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

you’ll handle it.”

said

drive in the

it’s all about

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

going to pick up

Cicely’s sincerity. Rather than let