Mistaken Match Marrying the Enigmatic CEO

The December afternoon snow outside Zovince fell in large, feather-like flakes. Yet, the woman in the luxury car had skin even whiter than the snow falling outside the window. Her delicate oval face exuded an icy aloofness, and her cold, piercing eyes reminded one of an icy beauty. Her skin was so pale, and her features so perfect, that she didn't even seem real-more like an Al-rendered image of the ideal woman.

"Darling!" Maxwell was momentarily taken aback but quickly broke into a sycophantic smile as he walked over to her. To any onlooker, it would seem like the classic story of a lovesick fool doting on a goddess.

Chiara's expression was even colder than the falling snow outside. Her isy glare fixed on him as she spoke, "I heard you booked three tickets for this hunt. Who are you planning to bring along?" 18:20 Tue, 10 Dec Chapter 2035 The Icy Beauty of the Four Beauties 63% Maxwell glanced around to make sure no one else was around, then lowered his voice. "Darling, don't jump to conclusions. I'm on a family mission." What kind of mission requires you to chunting?" Chiara matched his low tone, though her eyes remained filled with suspicion.

"It involves your family, too." Maxwell grinned, deliberately trying to pique her curiosity.

Chiara immediately pressed, "Don't think I don't know you're just here to pick úp girls. How could it possibly involve my family? Or is it something to do with me?" لام Everyone in the upper echelons of Zovince society knew that Maxwell, heir to the Zelinsky family, was heavily controlled by his wife. She was constantly 18:20 Tue, 10 Dec Chapter 2035 The Icy Beauty of the Four Beauties overseeing his actions. In the public's eyes, their marriage was a mismatch Maxwell was seen as a dull-witted fool, while Chiara was a stunning beauty, both intelligent and graceful. Despite this, she married Maxwell, and their nion had been arranged even before Maxwell becheir apparent to the Zelinsky family. This led many to believe that Chiara had foreseen Maxwell's eventual rise to power over Magnus despite Magnus' superior reputation at the time.

"Haha, no, darling, don't be like that! You know you're the only one in my heart," Maxwell grinned as he leaned in to whisper in her ear. "My father sentto retrieve the Dragon Tome. Ashton Summerton can help us." "What? The Dragon Tome?" Chiara's eyes widened in shock, her expression gradually hardening into a narrow-eyed glare.

Chiara had been trained in martial arts from a young age. She knew exactly how important the Dragon Twas in the martial world and how valuable it could be to her family. But the tNad vanished thirty years ago-how could it suddenly reappear in Zovince? Moreover, she know more about the Dragon Tthan most. Information

the family had ever been able to master it. Even her grandfather-hailed as the strongest of his time-had only grasped eighty percent of its secrets before going mad due to inner demons. The sudden reappearance of the Dragon Twas likely part

related to Summerton by marriage. If we control Ashton, she'll lead us to Roselynn, and through her, we can get our hands on the Dragon Tome,"

didn't love Maxwell, and their political marriage left little room for

still one spot left. I saved it just for you," Maxwell added smoothly. "I knew you'd come. I need your help to put on a little show." Chiara stared icily at Maxwell. He grinned, a schemer through and through, Cheyy yet with the appearance of someone completely transparent and guileless." like that devious look of yours! Fine, I know how to play my part," she replied, stepping out of the car with

She stepped out of her car, reminding herself that she was there because of her date with Nathan, not for any other reason. She resolved

as she was about to speak, Manuel appeared and intere Hunter's Den guards, "She's here as my guest let her thought Wunderstood, Mr. Zelinsky, the guards responded, stepping oside, Ashton gave a sarcastic smirk as Maxwell approached, fully prepared to tell him she wasn't here for him. But before she could say anything Morel spoke

her head and let out a bitter laugh. "Maxwell, you're so full of 18:20 Tue, 10

Beauty of the Four Beauties yourself! Do you really think I chere for you? You're delusional!"