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?”

fell upon Chloe, and she suddenly leaned in. Chloe was caught off guard, and her

the dining room following the two men, was

Cicely didn’t find it strange at all, smiling at Chloe, “Would you consider me? I’ll be at your disposal.”

in surprise, her eyes widened open in shock. The

echoed.

suddenly grabbed by the collar and hoisted up. Then she

placed on her waist.

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

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

distanced herself from the man again, her face pale,

terrified by what had just happened. It felt

the warmth and fragrance of the woman seemed to linger. And

her. Chloe had one hand around his neck, held tightly in his arms, her beautiful face

face was covered by a warm hand, seemingly trying to block her view. Chloe looked up at Damon.

stormy sky, dark and cold. His deep gazes were like thick ice, the warm smile from before replaced

edge.

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

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 know

more grim. His gaze was like a cold sting, directed at Cicely, causing her to feel nervous and involuntarily step back. “Mr. Harper,