The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride

Chapter 1049

He swung the door open to the private room, and amidst the chaos, he could still pick out one distinct voice.

He glanced sideways. Cicely was sitting lazily in her chair, facing away from him.

“I’m jobless and broke now. If you guys know of any good gigs, give me a heads up.”

“You’ve been pampered since you were a kid, there ain’t no job that suits you! And besides, you just got out of the slammer. Who’d dare to hire you?”

Cicely was spoiled rotten. Her demeanor and looks were enough to turn anyone green with envy.

In school, she was always one of a kind, full of herself, and didn’t give a damn about anyone. Now that she’d hit a rough patch, there were loads of folks having a good laugh at her expense behind her back..

Everyone had a few drinks tonight, so their tongues were let loose.

The idea of a woman going to prison was mind–boggling to everyone present.

There was an awkward silence that fell over the table.

Yet Cicely seemed unfazed, and nodded thoughtfully, “Hmm…you’re right.”

At this point, one of her classmates tried to break the ice, “Cicely, are you hinting at something? Dewey, this is your thing to handle.”

“Yeah, yeah, Dewey, your time to shine!”

“If Cicely marries Dewey, and becomes the high and mighty wife of his, she’ll be rolling in dough, right? Why bother finding a job?”

Dewey’s expression was a bit frosty, his voice dropping a notch.

“Quit messing around.”

Cicely turned to look at him, then suddenly leaned in close, grinning cheekily.

you disgusted by me?”

stunning, no matter the time or place. When she smiled, her eyelids curved slightly forming a crescent shape, as if her eyes were

meet her gaze. His expression wavered slightly, then he murmured, “How

why did you get so pissed just

“I wasn’t…”

up, “Good

Good then…

kind of

pursue her, even willing to become his

her slender figure, a cold light flickering in

and headed towards the

carefreely, “Seems like my charm is still pretty

ï ཅ རྗ ཧ

He knew it would end up

was always full

up to Dewey and toast him. Dewey was stuck, and

restroom.

noise from the hall gradually faded. With her

her hands, then lightly massaged her

fingers brought some clarity to her muddled mind when they touched her skin. She rested one hand on the washbasin, staring

of her clothes

she turned on the faucet again to rinse her hands. She didn’t bother drying them with paper towels or

gust of wind blew outside. She felt a chill on her hands, and a shiver passed

area. As Cicely passed it, Seth was leaning against the wall,

the gloom in his eyes was

men’s restroom was just as quiet, seemingly only inhabited

smoking in the banquet hall earlier that day. Probably to let the guests enjoy themselves, there were no strict restrictions

didn’t expect to run into him here. She stopped momentarily

she wasn’t seeing things, she quickly averted

in a blink of an