The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride

Chapter 1135

Claud arched an eyebrow, a smirk playing at the corners of his lips as he clinked his glass against another’s..

“No problem.”

Cicely smiled back, tilting her head back for a sip of her drink before resting her hand on Crysti’s wheelchair handle. “Looks like I gotta thank Chloe for hooking me up with an easy and energy–saving way to make money.”

Crysti looked up at her, “Are you tight on cash?”

“Hell yeah.” Cicely swirled her drink around, her eyes scanning the crowd in the banquet hall, “What do you think all these folks are here for if they aren’t after money?”

Crysti, after going through the ordeal with Philip and Melinda, seemed to have a clearer understanding of certain things. She didn’t dwell on Cicely’s words, but her meaning was clear as day.

Everyone was hustling around the edge of a money–centric whirlwind, like walking dead. No matter how rich anyone in the room was, they were all still scrambling for money and power.

She seemed lost in thought, and Cicely gently tapped her on the back of the head.

“What are you thinking about? Don’t overthink it, you’ll just end up getting bored.”

It sounded like a joke, but she was dead serious. Once you thought too deeply about everything, you ended up feeling… pointless.

just keep living your life, your most important job right now is to make me some more money…” “You’re totally obsessed with money! If you want

most importantly, I gotta feel something. It’s hard to find a guy like that…” Hearing this, Crysti burst out laughing, “You might as well give up! Even people looking for a husband aren’t as picky as you! You’re just like my brother…” Crysti’s words trailed off as if something occurred

his gaze lingered on her face, a curious expression playing across his own. The so–called curiosity was simply

“What do you think of Claud? He

nodding in approval, “Mr. Watson, you have a great look and

eyebrow, finding Cicely’s brazen appraisal and her choice of

Cicely, are you implying that I should

tapping her chin as her gaze roamed

eyes, “Didn’t you just say my brother is very handsome and has an excellent demeanor?

a feeling! If I don’t feel anything for him, wouldn’t your brother end up getting hurt in

“You… enough already!”

attention shifted from Claud and she looked at Crysti, breaking into

ignore my own feelings and take anyone’s kindness, can I?”

a woman before, but if Ms. Cicely really needs it, I wouldn’t mind… lending a

open, she hadn’t expected the usually stern Claud to join in on their joke.

were veiled, anyone could tell

joke? A guy with extreme mysophobia, thinking

I doubt you two could even