Chapter 1277

Winston’s hand on the steering wheel twitched, the car swerved slightly.

Was she for real? Shouldn’t he be watching over the artist? Why was the agent the one to protect in her case?

“Crysti’s got the Watson family backing her up. I reckon with Danielle on the scene, all the chatter in the industry is against Cicely. Someone might target her. Don’t just stand by and do nothing.”

Winston snorted, “Who would dare to mess with Crysti’s agent?”

Chloe chuckled, “Maybe it’s because of her status that people don’t want her to do well.”

So, the smoother your life sailed, the more enemies you attracted.

There was a stretch of silence between them. The worst thing when you were with one or more people was sudden silence. Although Winston wasn’t the chatty type, and even a wizard at killing conversations, he naturally couldn’t let things get awkward with Chloe.

“You…” Just as he turned to address Chloe, he noticed the woman in the passenger seat doze off again. He frowned, her recent behavior was out of character.

As they pulled into Starlight International, Chloe finally opened her eyes.

“We’re here.” Winston announced coldly.

“Mm.” Chloe unbuckled her seatbelt, about to open the door when a swarm of reporters rushed over.

She paused, eyebrows furrowing. “What’s going on at the company?”

chuckled, “You’re the boss, and you’re asking

said, pulling out the car keys and stepping out

the hospital, Nathan walked up to Damon with a fruit platter. “Damon, it’s been four days since the engagement party, I’m starting to miss Chloe…” Damon shot him a cold glare, making Nathan shiver and

Mom’s been missing Chloe too. She’s at home, going into your room every day, crying while holding

Damon’s hand twitched.

Just the thought of that scene was too much to bear. How much

if sometimes not verbal, he felt content. As long as she was visible to him, within his

by

the point of eating this fruit

him gently, about to take

the TV in the meantime. “How’s

Grandma are at Greenfield Village, Grandpa’s

as if everything was

was cut off by Damon’s

eyes, filled with coldness, focused on the LCD TV ahead, as if they

popular actor got out of the car, walked over to the passenger side, and opened the

She was dressed in a crisp, caramel–colored trench coat, her face beautiful and cool.

Chloe, it’s Chloe!”

phone. “Hey, Mom, turn on the TV,

Mr. Harper of the Harper Group

would you consider your engagement to Mr. Harper

had already surrounded Chloe, providing protection. “Please focus on Starlight International’s business moves, and refrain from probing into personal

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