The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride

Chapter 1573

“No, you’re the mad one.” Phoebe shot back, her voice ringing out loud and clear, cutting Wendy off mid–rant.

“You’re the mad one, Wendy,” she added, her anger subsiding slightly, replaced by a more pitying tone. “You’ve truly lost it.”

Wendy froze, her eyes widening in shock. Her face contorted into a grotesque mask of fury that sent shivers down Phoebe’s spine. Suddenly, she was pulled away from Wendy’s rage–filled gaze and into someone’s arms.

“Mad? You’re all mad! All of you! Nothing but lowlifes!” Wendy yelled, her voice shrill and piercing. Her accusations hung in the air like a blade, piercing everyone’s eardrums.

Azriel guided Phoebe away from the hysterical Wendy, whose antics were becoming increasingly undistinguishable from a madwoman’s. Chloe shook her head, her expression filled with both resignation and pity.c2

Perhaps Wendy had already lost her mind; her obsession had just been too terrifying to recognize. At first, she had maintained some semblance of composure, upholding the dignity and grace expected of a lady from the Alonso family, and covering her tracks carefully. But as time passed, she had shed all pretenses, openly displaying her madness for everyone to see.

This chaotic scene marked the end of the party. As the guests began to disperse, Wendy remained rooted in place, continuing to spew her venomous insults at everyone. Chloe, now the majority shareholder of the company, stayed behind to manage the lingering guests.

watching Wendy collapse to the floor in a fit of rage. The sight of Wendy, crippled and livid, spitting vulgarities at everyone, was a jarring image that

daughter, her precious daughter whom she had poured all her hopes and dreams into, had become a mad, crippled, repulsive

and hopes into her daughter. She had provided Wendy with the best of everything, from her upbringing to her education, all under the auspices of the prestigious Alonso family. But all her efforts seemed

Why had this happened? How was she supposed

living in fear of Wendy’s volatile moods. Now, she couldn’t even bear to approach her.

his face ashen. His gaze was fixed on Wendy, who was still writhing and shouting on the floor. His eyes were

the defeat of the Alonso family was an absurdity, a thing that could never happen. But his gaze remained fixed on Wendy, who continued to struggle on the ground, writhing in agony. There was no emotion in his eyes, and it was impossible to discern what he was thinking. Gradually,

expressing their relief at the turn of events. Damon walked over to

all of whom were watching Wendy in various states

grunted, a sardonic chuckle

she asked, eyeing him warily.

with dark, brooding eyes. “Nothing. Just realized

“Like what?”

answer. Instead, he wrapped his arm around Chloe’s waist

Chloe didn’t object.

with rage. After a few moments, he regained his composure, adjusted his expression, and slowly rose from his seat,