The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride

Chapter 1338

Cicely turned around to face Seth. “I was just making room for our guests…”

She suddenly stopped, a surprised smile dancing in her eyes. “Mr. Diaz, I’m not obligated to entertain you, am I?”

Her light smile made her face look truly radiant and beautiful, but it seemed so fake.

“I have things to do, so I’ll be off.” Her smile disappeared as she turned around to put on her boots. Chloe watched as Seth, seated across from her, suddenly stood up. His icy aura filled the room, along with a commanding presence that came with his sudden increase in height. And then he was gone.

At this moment, Damon put his arm around her, gently rubbing her shoulder. Chloe shifted her gaze to his face, letting the shock Seth had caused gradually fade away

Within a few seconds, Cicely had put on her boots and was about to leave when her arm was suddenly grabbed. She turned her head and saw Seth’s gloomy but handsome face.

She raised her eyebrows, her eyes devoid of any laughter, cold and emotionless. “What do you want?”

‘Dinner.”

Cicely found it a bit amusing. “I have no reason to starve myself.”

“Then eat!”

but everyone present could hear the weight behind his words,

patience. “I told you I had things to do. Are you sure you want to be this nosy and create this tension? Are you not

of any emotion, his expression dark.

had things

in this apartment, they had not seen these two owners together very often. Their usual work was relatively easy, but

They were actually quite easy to serve. But once both of them appeared in the house it was a disaster for the servants. Sometimes they really couldn’t understand the relationship

lived in a house bought by Mr. Diaz, and to outsiders, she was just a secret lover. But as a lover, she was taken care of by Mr. Diaz and only needed

atmosphere quickly became awkward. She didn’t act like a mistress, and Mr.

a lover would say?

the servants could hear it, and so could the others in the

to move her arm, but each time she moved, Seth’s grip tightened. The pain was unbearable. Cicely’s face grew palér and paler,

he relaxed his grip a bit. Feeling Cicely trying to pull her hand back, he tightened his grip again. “You can go

she could speak, his

room only dared to wipe the cold sweat off their faces at this point. They could never understand Mr. Diaz’s temperament.

but he would not care about something major. Like

how to express her anger in a more gentle way, to save some dignity

between the two, finally standing up from Damon’s embrace. “Since we’re all here, why don’t we all have dinner