The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride

Chapter 1007

Chapter 1007

He was decked out in a high-end black suit, oozing an air of elegance. He stopped at the door, his deep gaze cooling sweeping over everyone in the room, finally landing on Casey who was nearest to him.

His gaze was icy and deep, like frost on a winter’s morning, causing Casey to startle, almost losing his footing.

Someone casually strolled past him, and when Casey looked again, it was just the nobody from before.

“Mr. Harper, what brings you here?”

Nate closed the door behind him, whispering something to Damon who then gave a nod of approval.

“You’re Miles?”

“Yes.” Miles responded confidently, glancing towards the dressing room and whispered, “Ms. Summers is trying on dresses in there.”

With a nonchalant “Hmm”, Damon started heading towards the dressing room.

Casey was left staring at Damon’s retreating figure, his powerful aura sending chills down his spine.

Who was this guy? Why was his aura so strong?

“Casey, quit daydreaming and come help Beverly with her styling.”

“Oh… right.”

The thought of interacting with Jacob filled him with excitement.

Chloe pushed the door of the dressing room open only to find Damon’s familiar figure standing there.

“What are you…”

of her

gazes were intense yet shone brightly, as he slowly closed

in a suit himself, Damon still managed

of Chloe, he showed a tender and doting

a beauty in his arms. The seemingly strong woman now appeared delicate. Together, they

She had been cautious in her service to Chloe, trying to make everything

During her low-profile stay in P City, everyone who knew her was guessing

this her fiance?

nouveau riche or an ordinary man. Marrying Chloe would save them twenty

then again, men had their pride. Marrying a woman more powerful and capable than themselves,

intelligent, and the CEO of a company. Who dared to marry such

with his exceptional demeanor and strong aura, didn’t seem like someone who relied on

slight shade of red, “I was just

you

it seem as if they were immersed

pick a suit, okay?”

at his suit, adjusting his collar slightly.

look good in

“So

the onlookers at a loss for

a pure w hite suit for him. When Damon entered the dressing room, everyone gathered around the door, eyes glued to the

quietly at the front, hands clasped together, also anticipating

mature demeanor. When he was in a bad mood, the all-black outfit only highlighted his aloofness.

him wearing a wh ite shirt, and he still looked handsome enough to make

hands clasped in front

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