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?”

and she suddenly leaned in. Chloe was caught

had just entered the dining room following the two men, was shocked into silence.

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

widened open in shock. The sound of a wooden chair scraping against

echoed.

suddenly grabbed by the collar and hoisted

was placed on her waist. She was

arm was tightly wrapped around

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

the man again, her face pale, but still trying to appear calm.

happened. It felt exactly like slipping

the warmth and fragrance of the woman

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

covered by a warm hand, seemingly trying to block

sky, dark and cold. His deep gazes were like

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 against his chest, not allowing her to glance

blinked, extended her other hand around Damon’s neck, tiptoed, and leaned against Damon’s neck. “Don’t

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? Are you overly concerned about the intimacy