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.

disgusted

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

slightly, then he murmured, “How could

you get so

“I wasn’t…”

straightened up,

Good then…

this some kind of approval, or a statement?

Dewey? A hint that she hoped he would pursue

cold light flickering in his

headed towards

like my charm is still

ༀ ï ཅ རྗ ཧ

He knew it would end up

always full of surprises.

toast him. Dewey

restroom.

she passed the security corridor, the noise from the hall gradually faded.

the restroom, washed her hands, then lightly massaged

muddled mind when they touched her skin. She rested one hand on the washbasin, staring

with only the sound of her clothes rustling as she massaged her temples.

her hands. She didn’t bother drying them with paper towels or a hand dryer, just

hands, and a

men’s restroom had a smoking area. As Cicely passed it, Seth was

his handsome face, but the gloom in his eyes was still

was just as quiet,

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

run into him here. She stopped momentarily

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

happened in a blink