The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride

Chapter 1833

Chapter 1833

From early in the morning, Rose had been bustling around the venue for the

press conference.

They had been promoting in every fashion media platform, mobile ads, and

billboards in fashion districts. In the end, they even splurged on promoting a

trend on social media, which linked directly to the ad video shot by Winston.

Winston’s influence was, of course, extraordinary. The online views for the ad

soared to over a billion in just one day.

Headlines like “Spotlight Beauty’s New Product Launch,’ “Winston, and “Star

International Design Award” popped up one after another.

Enter title…

“Ms. Rose, we’re getting a rousing response from all our promotional efforts.”

“With Winston’s endorsement and his massive fan base, coupled with the

international influence of Ms. Summers, there’s no doubt our new product is a

smashing success.”

“I bet by no later than next year, our brand will be known worldwide. Spotlight

Beauty has done it—the H Country brand has gone international”

The team gathered around Rose, brimming with pride and joy.

“Thanks to Ms. Summers. If it weren’t for her, Spotlight Beauty probably wouldn’t

have reached the current scale for another decade or more.”

Chloe was their company’s savior. Thank God she was Ms. Rose’ good friend,

offering her help unconditionally.

Rose smiled, taking in the fully prepared venue before turning to her colleagues

with a glass of juice in her hand from a nearby table.

“Chloe has been instrumental, but you all are just as important. It’s your wisdom

and hard work that has taken Spotlight Beauty this monumental step forward.

“As the CEO of Spotlight Beauty, I thank you all for your dedication, for helping

me inch closer to my dreams, and I believe Spotlight Beauty is a platform where

you can achieve your dreams too.

Let’s continue to work together for our dreams, for glory, and for ourselves.”

Moved by Rose’s words, everyone raised their glasses in a toast and drained

them in celebration.

“Just waiting for this success party to wrap up smoothly.”

glancing sideways to ask, “What time is

hour until the journalists

nodded, “Let’s do one last check for

“Sure thing.”

their posts, ensuring everything was in order.

check wouldn’t take long.

regrouped, and after confirming

a phone in

a seat by the window, gazing out through the blue-tinted glass at

In the distance, the top of

aviation warning

replaced by a thermos, which

distantly, lost in thought.

colleagues whispered

of planning, making snap

and security, the workload

rest, she wasn’t going to squeeze them even

downtime.

a pair nudged each other over

turned to

up?”

each other, relieved by Rose’s

today is Mr. Witt’s birthday. The banquet

own hotel. It’s super luxurious. Many

online. Are you not going

eyes flickered, “I can’t leave this

as his wife, is

Witt’s birthday party?”

should be happy occasions.

involved, but my attendance doesn’t

really am tied up

Your absence will surely cause a

smile tinged with resignation, “Let them

better focus on

want to linger on the subject, the others

sense of loss.

exchange, and while

to attend her husband’s birthday, in R City,

unorthodoxy was the norm.

“Wow, it’s snowing!”

someone shouted in surprise, and people

her team pressing

their voices filled

It hasn’t been

first snowfall. It is so

want to play outside. It’s been

snow.”

southerner, I’ve never seen snow

to the sky, where silent,

lips pressed together in a

it was snowing

three o’clock, journalists began to trickle in,

this, many

having chosen to attend Morrison’s

was a promising startup, it was still

established Witt Co. In the world of business, it’s the

that rule the pond. In R City, you’d be hard-pressed to

rub shoulders with the

with. Their

didn’t have only one journalist. They

new product launch, and some

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