The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride

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Chloe hesitated for a moment before speaking directly, “Be at the club by seven.”

Miles paused for a moment. “Isn’t the banquet starting at seven? It would take me at least twenty minutes, even in the fastest scenario.” Chloe smiled, a hint of mischief flickering in her eyes, “Don’t worry.”

Miles didn’t hesitate and simply replied “okay” before hanging up the phone.

Katie might have overheard their conversation and started feeling nervous, “Why do we have to arrive after seven. Being late isn’t ideal.”

Chloe glanced at her, her eyes shimmering with a beautiful gleam, “Katie, one shouldn’t be too bound by rules.

Katie forced a smile. Was she trying to teach her to do something bad?

“But if we’re late for the banquet, someone will surely be displeased.” Katie said.

“Don’t worry, they won’t have the opportunity to be displeased.” Chloe said.

“Huh?” Katie didn’t understand at all.

Chloe chuckled softly, “You’ll see when the time comes.”

Nathan drove while stealing a glance at Chloe through the rearview mirror, “What are you up to again?”

“Again?” Chloe frowned, “What did I do before?”

Nathan pursed his lips and rolled his eyes. Let’s talk about recent events. It was really hard to forget the incident with Felix Larkin. How could she say she forgot? “Why did you make Katie appear so late?” Nathan asked.

“Making other people uncomfortable!” Chloe said

decisive, unabashed,

a styling salon to get ready for the banquet. However, Wendy smiled and said, “We still have some time. Let’s go back to the club first. I’ll arrange for stylists

stylists?”

company owned by the Alonso family now, and

smiled lightly, “Fortunately, the entertainment company is the most

has all sorts of people, and the situation is complex.

thank you for the reminder, Elizabeth. I’m aware.” Wendy

office again. However, when she opened

the senior managers present stiffened, furrowing their brows

chairman’s seat, his face expressionless. His handsome face and impeccably tailored

their work progress and future plans

kept twirling it. Every time the pen tip or the back of the pen made a “thud” sound against the valuable wooden table, everyone in

side, equally nervous. But he was more perplexed.

with the same issues discussed in the

people from different departments

Deputy heads of departments, even project managers

focused on the meeting? It was

the reason? It was becoming increasingly

finished their reports, Damon continued twirling the

“Thud-

“Thud-”

nerves, making them unable to resist

helpless, approached Damon and whispered.

and he placed it on the conference table, raising his eyes

the