The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride

Chapter 1123

“Alright.” Elizabeth replied, her tone indifferent, “Seven it is.”

Addie nodded, “Okay.”

She then lifted her head to look at Wendy standing by the side, and without any expression, turned and walked away.

Before she even got into the kitchen, she heard Wendy’s low voice.

“Well, Elizabeth… Chloe… I’ll let you be…

Elizabeth glanced at her, “You’re not going to stay for dinner?”

Wendy smiled, “There’s some business at the company that needs my attention. I won’t bother you any longer.” “Oh.”

Elizabeth didn’t say much more, just replied, “Be careful on the road then.”

“Okay.”

After leaving the villa, Wendy glanced at her watch, bit her lip, and hurried towards her car. Her car slowly pulled out of the Harper family driveway and gradually picked up speed, zooming down the road.

Wendy gritted her teeth, her face taut. As she saw a black car slowly approaching from a distance, she gripped the steering wheel and slammed the accelerator to the floor. The window was wide open, the cold air rushing into the car, whipping her long hair around. She bit her lower lip, her face twisted in pain.

As Damon drove around two bends, he saw a sports car coming towards him. He furrowed his brow, slightly turning the steering wheel, moving towards the inner side of the road. He tried to avoid the out–of–control car, holding the steering wheel with one hand, his brow furrowed, silently watching as the oncoming car got closer and closer.

Despite the distance, Wendy clearly saw the handsome, composed man in the car.

endless grievances. She gritted her teeth until her car got closer and closer to his black Bentley, then abruptly turned the steering wheel. The car skidded along the mountain wall for a

unbuckled his seatbelt, opened the car door, and got out. He was tall and straight, his expensive suit

back in her seat, squinting at the

him quietly, blood trickling down from her hand. She bit her lip, her face pale,

Why was she always so close to him, but

women? He was

him was so strong it was driving

“Get out.”

the stern man in front of her. She bit her lip, but

turned to

pretending, the wound was real,

she really crashed into the mountain, just to get

couldn’t touch. But the more he was like this, the more she wanted to get close to him.

by a force. She was dragged out, flung against the car, just managing to steady herself, a dull pain emanating from her waist.

few steps away,

do you

her head to look at Damon, blood still

full of grievance, tears sliding down her cheeks, making her look stubborn yet

at her, his

waste a

I have to do for

don’t have to do anything. The

Unrelated…

and whether he