The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride

Chapter 1690

Becky huffed, not willing to admit she was not that bright.

“But that woman, she’s just infuriating. Clearly something happened earlier, but she just carried on as if nothing happened. What’s the driver thinking? On roads like these, the slightest thing could have you jumping out of your skin. She’s got some nerve.”

Barbara, who’d been maintaining a poker face, finally frowned at this. That woman was indeed as tough as nails. No doubt about that.

The driver was clearly flustered, so something serious must have happened. Chloe had even mentioned a matter of life and death, but her demeanor suggested nothing of the sort. Was it because she was mentally strong, or was she just putting on a show? If it was the latter, then this woman was truly a master of deception.

“Drive a bit faster Her expression darkened, and surprisingly, she urged the driver to speed up c2

Becky was puzzled. “What will we do if we catch up with them? That woman, Chloe, will probably irritate us again. I don’t want to see her anymore. She’s just too annoying

Barbara shook her head, “No, we need to not only catch up with her, but surpass her”

Becky furrowed her brows, unable to grasp Barbara’s plan.

Damon wasn’t driving too fast.

Chloe, sitting shotgun, initially thought he was giving her time to recover from the recent incident, allowing her to adjust her emotions as much as possible But after a few minutes, he showed no sign of speeding up.

She took a deep breath, turning to Damon, and said, “I’m fine now. You can speed up.”

furrowed slightly and after a few turns, he pulled over “What’s wrong?”

a beautifully wrapped black box from the trunk, and handed it

light was dim, but the box was clearly fancy, with two holes on each

in there.

“A gift”

even more confused. “How come you suddenly thought of giving

replying nonchalantly. “It’s not

“Huh?”

not for

She paused in the act of opening the box, and a slight

for?

“Miss Fiona.”

hearing this. Chloe shoved the box back into Damon’s hands. “Why would I hold

at the box, a hint of discomfort

recent incident was too heart–stopping. If they didn’t do something to distract themselves, they couldn’t escape the emotional turmoil And today was Fiona’s birthday after all.

flashed outside.

hesitated, Damon made no move, so she lowered the window The window on the other car rolled down, revealing Barbara’s face, full of cancer. “Is everything

didn’t respond to Barbara, instead,

the window again Barbara was left hanging, a mix of emotions playing across her face. This was akin to a slap in the face In these past few

the window and instructing the driver to drive on, they managed to reach

Damon “You knew they were going to follow us,

a look

“Then why did you deliberately slow down and

lap “Remember to give this to

“I thought it