The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride

Chapter 1440

Cole glanced at Wendy, then sighed, considering her condition. “As long as you’re happy, that’s all that matters. The banquet’s about to start. You and your sister Phoebe should get ready.”

Cole then glanced at the silent Phoebe, and his gaze unconsciously grew cold. “You’ll be going with Wendy! You better behave yourself there. You know what kind of party it is. The Alonso family has been taking care of you for years, and now’s the time to show some gratitude. If you can’t find a suitable man at this party, I will…”

“You’ll marry me off to that fool from P City, right?”

Cole paused, surprised at Phoebe’s harsh words. He’d never thought the usually quiet and obedient Phoebe would talk to him like this. “What kind of nonsense are you talking about?!”

Phoebe smirked coldly, making the atmosphere a bit awkward. Wendy jumped in “Phoebe, how could you talk to our father like that, don’t you know how hard he’s been working?”

“Yeah, Dad’s been working hard, but who put him in this situation?”

Phoebe’s words left Wendy speechless. “Phoebe, it seems you have a big misunderstanding of me…”

“A misunderstanding?” Phoebe scoffed.

“Enough! What are you two squabbling about?!” Cole, sensing that Phoebe might have had more to say, cut their conversation short. “The banquet is about to start, aren’t you going to get ready? I’m warning you, don’t cause any more trouble, or I’ll teach you a lesson!”

He left after saying that; leaving Wendy and Phoebe in silence.

seems you’re not taking

around. Wendy almost fell

Phoebe pushed the

are you trying to

“Isn’t it more cruel and painful to live than

of emotion, but that made her even

absolutely correct. Wait and see, I’m really

never learn, do

a good mood right now, so I won’t argue with you. You better behave tonight, or you might end up marrying that

forward to it.”

two stopped

dress that reached her ankles, with her natural hair simply tied in a side braid, looked

Phoebe pushed Wendy into the banquet

were casting a golden glow over the guests sipping from their wine

atmosphere in the banquet hall, Wendy knew that this was the real high society. Although she had attended so–called high society gatherings before, they paled in comparison to a royal banquet. The

seemed that any man her age here was from a family no less prestigious than the Harpers. Even if some were less prestigious, how much less

may be better men in the world than Damon.” Wendy said with hope to

hope you can find a