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

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

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

something, Chloe covered her cheek and looked back in surprise, her eyes widened open in shock. The sound of a wooden chair scraping against the floor

echoed.

and hoisted up. Then she was thrown

balance, until a hand was placed on her waist. She was wrapped in someone’s arms, and her panicked heart also dropping

regaining her balance, she immediately broke away from the man’s embrace. His arm was tightly wrapped around her waist, the intense contact still incredibly strong. This feeling

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

her face pale, but still trying

what had just happened. It felt exactly like slipping on the edge of

where the warmth and fragrance of the woman seemed to linger. And that familiar, soft body.

strong that he almost took the chair with her. Chloe had one hand around his neck, held tightly in his arms, her

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

cold. His deep gazes were like thick ice, the

edge.

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 at

other hand around Damon’s neck, tiptoed, and leaned against Damon’s neck. “Don’t blame me, I didn’t know

face even more grim. His gaze was like a cold sting, directed at Cicely, causing her to feel nervous and