The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride

Chapter 1277

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?”

the boss,

out the car keys and stepping out of the car.

it’s been four days since the engagement party, I’m starting to miss Chloe…” Damon shot him

at home, going into your room every day, crying while

Damon’s hand twitched.

dead, why was his mom crying over a photo? Just the thought of that

company, even if sometimes not verbal, he felt content. As long as she was visible to him, within his reach. But now, four days had

by bringing it up

of eating this fruit when

take the fruit platter away when he saw

the TV in

Greenfield Village, Grandpa’s with

expressionless, as if everything was within his

Grandpa…?” Nathan was cut off by Damon’s

face was like a cold ice sculpture, exuding a chilling air. His eyes, filled with coldness, focused on the LCD TV ahead, as if they contained infinite killing intent.

suddenly turned his head, his gaze landing on the TV. On the screen, the popular actor got out

She was dressed in a crisp, caramel–colored trench

Chloe, it’s Chloe!”

Mom, turn on the TV, Chloe’s on! Yeah! Don’t worry, I’ll talk some

how did you and Mr. Harper of the Harper Group meet and

consider your engagement to Mr.

International’s business moves, and refrain from probing into personal matters. Thank you for

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