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

time or place. When she smiled, her eyelids curved slightly forming a

expression wavered slightly, then he murmured, “How could

why did you get

“I wasn’t…”

straightened up, “Good

Good then…

of approval,

A hint that she hoped he would pursue her, even willing to

slender figure, a cold light

and headed

“Seems like my charm is

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helplessly. He knew it would end

always full

seized the opportunity to butter up to Dewey and toast him. Dewey was stuck, and Cicely got up and headed towards

restroom.

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

the restroom, washed her hands, then lightly massaged

She rested one hand on the washbasin, staring at the water droplets scattered on it, lost in

only the sound of her clothes rustling

turned on the faucet again to rinse her hands. She didn’t bother drying them with paper towels or a hand dryer, just

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

restroom had a smoking area. As Cicely passed it, Seth was leaning against

blurred his handsome face, but the gloom in his eyes was still clear.

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

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

run into him here. She stopped momentarily when she

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

this happened in a blink of an