The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride

“Ms. Cicely, could you please go check on Mr. Diaz?” Charlie asked, with a hint of desperation in his voice.

Cicely narrowed her eyes, her frown carrying a chill. “I thought after all his efforts, he was over it, ready to let me go.”

Charlie swallowed hard, the comely man’s eyes reddening before her. “Yes, Mr. Diaz thought so too. Ms. Cicely, he’s been back from abroad for over twenty days now. He hasn’t shown up around you, has he?”

A tight sensation gripped Cicely’s chest, her fingers curling slightly. After a long silence, she turned her head aside. “So? What’s wrong with him?”

Clutching his fists, Charlie slowly said, “If you go, maybe then we will find out what’s really going on with him.”

Cicely spun around, her gaze piercing as she stared at Charlie. Seconds later, she let out a scoff. “You think it’s fun to play me?”d2

Charlie took a deep breath, his eyes closed. “Do you really think I’d leave my work, and risk my paycheck, just to play a trick on you? Ms. Cicely, you’re the apple of Mr. Diaz’s eye. Would I dare to play you?”

*

Charlie drove Cicely back to her mansion, her expression colder than the frost on a winter’s window.

“He gets you to play the sympathy card just to bring me back home?” she questioned, her tone icy.

Without a word, Charlie drove past the grand gates of Cicely’s Mansion and into the adjacent, more imposing estate. He opened the car door for her, and at the entrance of the villa, a man stood waiting. As she approached, he strode forward and gave her a thumbs-up.

“Well done! I’ve never been so enlightened,” he said with a mix of sarcasm and awe.

Cicely frowned at the burly man before her and took a step back. “What’s this about?”

Kane sneered, turning to admire the splendid villa. “The house is grand, the decor lavish, but it’s all wasted on that asshole living alone.”

Cicely’s brows knitted even tighter. Kane’s crude language was grating to her ears. “Kane,” she warned.

“What? Is it just my language you can’t stand, or do you not like hearing Seth called an asshole?”

Cicely’s expression turned icy.

Kane took a deep breath. “I’m amazed. To think he’d drive himself to the brink of death over a woman.”

Cicely’s fingertips trembled slightly.

“Go inside. Could you at least check if that idiot is still alive?”

Usually, Seth was as cunning as a fox, not swayed by hard or soft tactics, except for Danielle.

In the end, it was all a facade.

What they said about Danielle being the one he held dear to his heart and soul was all a lie. He was just deliberately deceiving a woman’s feelings to make her a willing blood bank.

His methods were damn despicable.

Even if Danielle was a heinous woman, she didn’t deserve this. He should’ve kept things separate.

How did he convince himself to become such a despicable person?

And now, after all his wrongdoing, he suddenly wanted to be a good man. How idiotic.

“Ms. Cicely,” Charlie interjected, pulling her from her thoughts.

She glanced at the villa and pursed her lips. “You two are his trusted assistant and best friend. I doubt my presence will make things go your way.”

Kane suddenly turned, his frown deepening as he looked at her, then he kicked the car beside him in frustration. “For heaven’s sake, just try, okay?! What do you want me to do, get down on my knees and beg?”

Kane was known for his carefree, wealthy playboy antics. No one had seen him this crazed or grim.

Her trembling fingers clenched tightly, the pain sharp in her palm. Without another word, she stepped into the villa, Charlie and Kane following.

The familiar design, furniture, and decorations were all her doing.

The living room was empty.

“He’s upstairs in the master bedroom,” Kane said from behind her. “He’s been locked in there for seven or eight days now. At first, he was dealing with business matters, but these past few days, he’s shut down completely. Not eating or drinking, acting like a lunatic.”

Cicely was called over without any clue of what had happened. Now hearing this, all she could do was frown deeply. “Not eating or drinking for seven or eight days?”

Kane’s face was grim as he gave a dark laugh. “He’s been worse, locked away for a month once, surviving on glucose. He’s tough.”

Cicely’s heart clenched, her eyes trembling before she looked up at Kane. Her lips parted as if to speak, but no sound came out.

Charlie glanced at her, then after a few seconds of silence, took a deep breath and suggested, “Ms. Cicely, I’m sorry we called you here on such a short notice, but now that you are here, maybe we could talk first.”

Cicely’s brow twitched involuntarily. “Talk about what. I don’t want to know too much.”

“Perfect, because I’m curious to hear what’s to be said. Let’s all listen.” A deep, steady voice came from the entrance, and everyone turned to see Damon walking in with Chloe.

“Damon! Chloe!” Kane greeted them, though his enthusiasm was lacking.

Charlie nodded respectfully as well.

Cicely’s face paled, her grip on her purse tightening as she instinctively stepped back, her desire to flee obvious.

on Cicely since entering, and upon seeing Cicely’s reaction, Chloe’s eyes flickered slightly. Standing beside Cicely, Chloe looked into her eyes with an intensity that seemed to hold

fingers quivered, a flash of vulnerability crossing

here to lend a hand, right? You gotta at least hear the guy out before you can

pointless. She knew Chloe was sharp as a tack, a woman who’d weathered many storms. Chloe had clawed her way to where she was by

her eyes for a moment and then slowly nodded.

words had struck a chord

was doing well. So her words came off as bravado and denial to the

anxious for him to find forgiveness here, as if my not forgiving him makes me heartless. So, you think, compared to him, I’ve had it easy these

silence for

over to Chloe and ushered her to sit beside him on the couch. “If you don’t wanna hear it, just go upstairs and

his

She was supposed to bring him

a sigh of

and he tried everything to spring her from jail, but then all news of her was locked down tight. Ms. Cicely was determined to serve her time, and at first, he seemed

up. The online backlash

was hit hard by public opinion, all contracts with their talent were frozen, production deals were stalled, and money was sunk with no returns. Without the funds for Diaz Tower’s rebuild or to repay the bank loans, there were sharks circling to buy out Diaz International, including the land Diaz

before continuing. “Later on, Mr. Diaz sold the Diaz family

flickered involuntarily, and her poised

nowhere near enough to rebuild Diaz International or pay back the bank. Mr. Diaz worked tirelessly, wining and dining, ending up in the

trying to oust the

no, those months, were utter chaos. What I’m telling you is just the tip

hectic time, I thought the incident with Ms. Cicely going to jail

hard. Mr. Diaz had no spare moment to dwell on unchangeable facts or a woman who despised him. He was always composed, never mentioning you, even indifferent when others did. I thought getting past that chaos without a scratch wasn’t a bad thing, but two months later, when things started settling down, he began to withdraw, staying away from the office, eventually shutting himself in his room. At

transition wasn’t. He just hadn’t had the time to think about you. Then it hit me, Mr. Diaz fought to keep Diaz International because you wanted it; he

over your father and Isaac’s deaths, or was he feeling your prison sentence was your way of getting back

was holed up for a month, unreachable. If Erik hadn’t fallen critically ill, who knows,

now utterly drained. Her gaze was hollow as she stared at the spotless coffee table. In her clasped hands,

frowned. “You didn’t

somewhat agitated, chimed in. “Knock it down? I told you what happened last time. No sooner had I finished speaking than that jerk opened the door and started wailing on me without a word. Damn near killed

“Everything in here was handpicked by Ms. Cicely, including that door. It

living room fell silent, five people lost in their thoughts, until Kane let out a snort,

impassive, her gaze lowered. He pursed his lips and said, “I won’t go into details, as I suspect Ms. Cicely isn’t in the mood to hear more. But this time, I think the reason behind all this is still Ms. Cicely. Recently, Mr. Diaz had me lift the travel ban that had been placed on her aunt. Ms. Lana has been back for a couple of weeks, and Mr. Diaz has been increasingly agitated. I’m guessing he’s worried that you might take

him; he wanted her

ever so slightly, her emotions battling within her. What would happen if

suddenly became seriously ill, and Seth survived for three years to get Danielle’s

this time? There wouldn’t be another illness, nor any desire for someone else’s

with Charlie’s approach. It was all up

inch, her head still lowered, and her expression unreadable. Chloe couldn’t say anything; after all, it wasn’t

eyes were on Cicely, waiting for her to make

his brow knitted tightly. “Cicely, you’re just

come out for me, right? And then what? To

Kane blinked.

nodded, “That would

fell over the

gave Damon a

think that

towards your father. If we must talk about grievances, they stem from issues the older generation failed to resolve, leaving you and Seth as victims at

words gave Cicely pause, then she scoffed mockingly, “Mr. Harper sure has

situation. The most important thing is to choose what makes you happiest. Why trap yourself in the most torturous path when there’s a

her face slowly fading. “All of this started because of

“Yes, exactly. It’s like you choosing to go to prison voluntarily; you could use your suffering to get back at Seth. Don’t be surprised if others lose their sanity over emotions too. You could keep this standoff with him, and maybe in a few years,

Cicely’s eyes trembled fiercely.

to judge others’ affairs, let alone offer such leading advice. But Damon’s words were on point. That was just

searched her mind for a comeback, but found none. “If you were him

as long as she’s mine, and by my side as I wish. What’s right? Getting what I want is right. Letting her go,

Had Damon developed

to make Kane crack a smile. Damon

his rhetoric and then slowly turned to look

let things get to where you are today. Besides, I wouldn’t give him up to any other woman. The one I love

her hand into his large,

come to choose him so resolutely? When you decided to go to prison, did you have any doubts, or were you certain that no one in the world

It took Cicely a moment to compose herself before she let out

powerful duo. I can’t argue

those words, Cicely spun around and

*

the closed barrier before her, not moving an inch forward. How could they simplify and beautify their words so

away in a bedroom for over a month

until Kane, who had been sneaking glances, could stand it no longer. He strode forward and rapped sharply on the

Cicely sighed.

response. Behind the door, there was

the bed, one leg bent, his arm resting on his knee and his head buried in the crook of his elbow, motionless. Even Kane’s sudden loud and urgent knocking failed to stir him. It was

eternity, a series of knocks echoed again. They were gentle, rhythmic,

and then a voice, tranquil as water, seeped

the floor, who had been utterly still, suddenly twitched

blankly into the empty room, his

She

“Seth, open up.”

turned his head towards the door, his eyes bloodshot. He hesitated for just a moment before pushing himself up with

door. But just as she did, the door swung open. Her kick met air, and she stumbled forward. In a panic, she reached for the doorframe, but still

looked up into the weary, disheveled face of the man who was staring at her in surprise, his eyes reflecting