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?”

Chloe, and she suddenly leaned in. Chloe was caught off

the two men, was shocked into silence. Had Cicely gone

smiling at Chloe, “Would you consider me? I’ll be

looked back in surprise, her eyes widened open in shock. The sound of a wooden

echoed.

watched as Cicely was suddenly grabbed by the collar and hoisted up. Then she was thrown

her waist. She

the man’s embrace. His arm was tightly wrapped around her waist, the intense contact still

the arm behind her, that intense familiarity was instantly confirmed in her heart. She gave a mocking laugh, how much had her past self cared about this feeling, to the point where even now, she was still frighteningly familiar

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

just happened. It felt exactly like slipping on

arms, where the warmth and 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,

seemingly trying

gloomy like a stormy sky, dark and cold. His deep gazes were like thick

edge.

turned her head in confusion to look at Cicely, wanting to know what she was thinking at that moment. But Damon forcefully pressed her

still saw Cicely, her face pale, looking at her with a half–smile. She blinked, extended her other hand around Damon’s neck, tiptoed, and leaned

Cicely, causing her to feel nervous and involuntarily step back. “Mr. Harper, aren’t you being too domineering? Are