The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride

Chapter 1340

After Damon finished speaking, he headed straight for the dining room. Chloe watched him go and gave a small smile.

“Chloe, could you please consider that others also have the ability to think before you speak?”

“What’s up?”

Cicely turned to look at her, propping up one cheek with her hand, her voice indifferent ‘Are you broke?”

“I have money. But with so many people in the company, isn’t it normal to have financial difficulties?”

Cicely got it and gave a small smile, “Indeed, it’s quite normal.”

What Chloe wanted to express was just a so called excuse. As for the real situation, as long as the excuse was sufficient, there shouldn’t be a problem, right? Cicely maintained a smile, looking at Chloe. She was starting to feel envious and jealous. She had a clear understanding of the situation, able to distinguish the nature of each matter.

After staring for a few seconds, Cicely suddenly said, “I’m starting to feel envious and jealous of you.”

Chloe was confused, “What?”

Cicely gave a small smile, “You’re smart, capable, rich, have a car, a house and a company…

She paused for a moment, “Isn’t this the image of a successful person that all women aspire to?”

in. Chloe

the two men, was shocked into silence. Had Cicely

at all, smiling at Chloe, “Would you

widened

echoed.

was suddenly grabbed by the collar and hoisted up. Then she

balance, until a hand was placed on her

broke away from the man’s embrace. His arm was tightly wrapped around her waist, the

in her heart. She gave a mocking laugh, how much had her past self cared about this feeling, to the point where even now,

quietly distanced herself from the man again, her face pale, but

would be terrified by what had just happened. It felt exactly like slipping

fragrance of the woman seemed to linger.

he almost took the chair with her. Chloe had one hand around his neck, held tightly in his arms, her beautiful face showing a hint of panic. After a moment of distraction, she lay quietly in Damon’s arms, anxiously turning her head to check Cicely.

was covered by a warm hand, seemingly trying to block her

deep gazes were like thick ice, the warm smile from before replaced

edge.

in confusion to look at Cicely, wanting to

her face pale, looking at her with a half–smile. She blinked, extended her other hand around Damon’s neck, tiptoed, and leaned against Damon’s neck. “Don’t blame me, I didn’t

His gaze was like a cold sting, directed at Cicely, causing her to feel nervous and involuntarily step back. “Mr. Harper, aren’t you being too domineering?