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 guard,

following the two

find it strange at all, smiling at Chloe, “Would you consider

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

echoed.

was suddenly grabbed by the collar and hoisted

her waist. She was wrapped in someone’s arms, and her panicked heart also

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

fact, from the moment she touched 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

again, her face pale, but still trying to appear

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

fragrance of the woman seemed to linger.

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

covered by a warm hand, seemingly trying to block her view. Chloe looked

face was now gloomy like a stormy sky, dark and cold. His deep gazes were like thick ice, the warm smile from before replaced by a ruthless

edge.

Cicely, wanting to know what she was thinking at that moment. But Damon forcefully pressed her against his chest, not allowing her to glance

blinked, extended her other hand around Damon’s

cold sting, directed at Cicely, causing her to feel nervous and involuntarily step back. “Mr. Harper, aren’t you