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.”

few turns, he pulled over

car, retrieved a beautifully wrapped black box from the trunk, and handed it to Chloe. “Hold

box was clearly fancy, with two holes on each side,

was pitch dark inside, and she couldn’t see what was in there. She

“A gift”

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

replying nonchalantly.

“Huh?”

not for you.”

She paused in the act of opening the box, and a slight hint of displeasure crossed her

for?

“Miss Fiona.”

hands. “Why would I hold a gift you’re

at the box, a hint of discomfort flashing across his

couldn’t escape the emotional turmoil And today was Fiona’s birthday after

box and was just about to hand it back to her when a light flashed outside. After a short while,

on the other car rolled down, revealing Barbara’s face, full

instead, she

face. This was akin to a slap in the

the driver to drive on, they managed to

“You knew they were going to follow

her a look

why did you deliberately slow down and even stop here, allowing them

lap “Remember to give this

frowned “I thought it was your