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

always stunning, no matter the time or place. When she smiled, her eyelids curved slightly forming

His expression wavered slightly, then

did you get so

“I wasn’t…”

straightened up, “Good then.”

Good then…

this some kind of

that she hoped he would pursue

watched her slender figure, a cold light flickering

headed towards

charm

ཅ རྗ ཧ

knew it would end up

full of surprises.

to Dewey and toast him. Dewey was stuck, and Cicely got

restroom.

corridor, the noise from the hall gradually faded. With her departure, all sounds disappeared. She let out

restroom, washed her hands, then lightly massaged her temples with her cold

water on her fingers brought some clarity to her muddled mind when they touched her skin. She rested one hand on the washbasin, staring at the water droplets scattered on it, lost in thought.

of her clothes rustling as she

faucet again to rinse her hands. She didn’t bother drying them with paper towels or a hand dryer, just lightly shook them dry before

felt a chill on her hands, and a

restroom had a smoking area. As Cicely passed it, Seth was leaning against the wall, a slim white cigarette between his fingers.

face, but the gloom in his

restroom was just as quiet, seemingly only inhabited by him.

banquet hall earlier that day. Probably to let

expect to run into him here. She stopped momentarily when she spotted him.

wasn’t seeing things, she quickly averted her gaze and continued forward.

a blink