The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride

Chapter 1163

After the shootout, the area was back to its eerie silence, and everyone was on edge, fearing bullets to rain down on them again at any moment.

Chloe didn’t change her gun–wielding stance, still shielding Presley with an alert look in her piercing eyes.

In front of her, a small group had formed Damon, Stanley, and Nathan had quickly formed a protective circle around her and Presley. Only when they were sure that the enemies wouldn’t strike again did they gradually let their guard down, leaving the rest to the bodyguards.

Damon holstered his gun and turned to pull Chloe into his embrace. His expression was so gloomy that it was almost intimidating to look at. He checked Chloe’s injuries. “I’m fine,” Chloe murmured

Damon abruptly looked up, his gazes cold and sharp, as if he wanted to devour her.

Chloe gave him a small smile. “You should be praising me, you know…”

She thought that since she had protected Grandpa Presley and he hadn’t been injured, she deserved some praise.

“Praise you” Are you kidding?” Stanley suddenly interjected, his voice so cold that it was hard to recognize him.

Only darkness and fierceness remained, his voice and expression sending shivers down people’s spines. His eyes swept over her before glaring at her so hard that Chloe lowered her head, looking like a child who had done something wrong.

“Chloe, you’re such a badass with that gun!”

Nathan was truly amazed. Her performance at the horse tace had already exceeded his expectations. And her way of whipping at people was just too cool.

From the first three shots, he knew she could handle a gun, but now he saw that even among those with good shooting skills, there were levels.

them had been killed already, one by each of them – him,

shot through. All six of Chloe’s bullets had hit the arms of these three men. With their arms

at the three pale–faced men on the

her lips pressed into a thin line. Damon also

“Stanley.”

“Stanley.”

bit, then kicked one of the men

want?!”

a glance but said

the scene before her, her face filled with astonishment as she looked at the three men on the ground, each with both arms disabled, and at Chloe. Her gaze shifted back and

dropped her hands. Slowly standing up, she looked

gun had been in her hands, and she had been closest to

She couldn’t remember. All she knew was that she was scared, hoping that the bullets wouldn’t

had done, she had no memory

supposed to be protected by the bodyguards, had rushed

calm and composed demeanor. The way she raised

men, every shot on target. In such a tense situation, she

only was she shocked, everyone present, including the bodyguards, stared at Chloe in disbelief. Their looks of shock gradually turned into

and quietly arranged for the

not suitable

turned to face Presley,

looked at Chloe with a deep, scrutinizing gaze,

while, he turned his head and