The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride

Chapter 759

“Don’t sweat it

Carolina looked at Chloe with eyes full of disappointment and disgust

Chloe withdrew her gaze nonchalantly What expectations could Carolina have for herself in the curent situation? Of course not! She was just used to being the elder

Chloe took a deep breath, and turned to leave. She only wanted to make Keira admit publicly that she, Chloe, had stolen her perfume formula years ago A goal that had now been achieved. That slap was not in her plan, it was just out of anger at keira’s shamelessness

However, as she was about to leave, someone shouted, “I’ve never seen a plagiarist so brazen! To dare to slap the person she copied at an international award ceremony.”

Chloe stopped turned around, and saw a woman coming toward her. Her black, curly hair was bright and glossy, swaying as she walked, making her look mature and sexy She walked up to Chloe, looked her up and down, and her plump red lips curled into a huge arc.

“Hello, Ms Summers, I’m Sophie, a reporter from Chic Style”

Chloe squinted at the hand Sophie extended. After such a reckless remark, now she wanted to be polite?

Chloe moved her gaze to Sophie’s face, making no move. But the others were very excited.

“Chic Style Isn’t that the top fashion magazine in France?”

a lot of influence

invited a

reporter appear, Keira lowered her head, a

Chloe, but she didn’t feel awkward, and gracefully

a tip from an anonymous source that you are suspected of plagiarism in this domestic selection…

lights danced. There was flicker of coldness in her eyes, and a hint of a smile that disappeared in an instant at

how

gave a soft laugh, straightened her clothes, and said calmly, “Let me guess… The anonymous tip–off said that

face changed drastically. She looked up,

Looking at the elegant, indifferent woman in front of her who dealt with

was a very

that Ms. Chloe knows a lot about the anonymous tipper! Can you

must have said that my work in the domestic selection is likely identical to

with a smile to Sophie, watching Sophie’s face freeze again, the curvature of her lips

you the anonymous tipper

I’m too busy showing myself to look for trouble, to

expression clearly saying that she wasn’t a fool,

strange! Perhaps you could tell the

her tone sarcastic and helpless, ‘I’m always being messed with; the same old tricks,

know who the anonymous tipper is?”