The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride

Chapter 1843

Morrison sounded impatient, “Spit it out.”

Riley coughed awkwardly again. “It’s pretty obvious that Mrs. Witt adores you.”

Morrison glanced at him coldly through the mirror. “Of course, did I need you to

tell me that?”

If it was so obvious, why hadn’t he pointed it out before? Now, after stirring up

this whole mess, did he really need Riley to state the obvious?

Riley, undeservingly scolded, stayed quiet for a moment.

Morrison shifted in his seat, fell silent, then suddenly asked irritably, “What are

you trying to say?”d2

Enter title…

Riley slowed the car down a bit, “Mr. Witt, it seems Mrs. Witt has returned to

your place?”

Morrison leaned forward and sure enough, he could see the car heading

towards the direction of their house. A flicker of brightness crossed his stony

face, but it didn’t last long as he leaned back into his seat, his expression

tangled.

She was home, yes, but with her fiery temper, he hadn’t quite figured out how to

approach her yet. He rubbed his temples and suddenly thought that maybe, just

maybe, he could take the Witt family to greater heights. Compared to dealing

with Rose, striking a high-stakes deal seemed like a piece of cake.

Should he thank Rose for bringing out his hidden capabilities? This was tough.

Way too tough. He had made his bed, now he had to lie in it. If he had known it

would come to this, he would have avoided doing those regrettable things in the

past.

How the tables have turned.

Having worked alongside Morrison for years, Riley knew his boss had the

emotional intelligence of a rock, yet there wasn’t much else to fault him for.

Loyalty was a given after all these years.

“Mr. Witt, Mrs. Witt loves you so much, she won’t want to see you struggle.”

At this, Morrison paused, then looked up at Riley. “What do you mean by that?”

Riley continued, “She wouldn’t want to see you in trouble, nor see you pitiful.

Women are actually quite easy to appease. Especially someone like Mrs. Witt

who loves you, she’ll be even easier to win over.”

Morrison’s gaze sharpened, “Go on.”

“You’ve always been too proud, but now that you’ve decided to throw your pride

out the window. Um, I mean…”

Riley coughed awkwardly, catching Morrison’s stern look in the rearview mirror,

suddenly felt a chill. “What I mean is that since

more

“What sort of things?”

cleared his throat forcefully and after a moment

for you. I guarantee it’s a foolproof plan.

do it, it will definitely

brows, “You prepared it in

“For some reason, I thought you might need it,

it in the

—

Megan and Molly

car, they didn’t approach. Instead,

waiting for him.

parked the car and hastily opened the

embarrassing things to Molly, and now he felt

past few days

his own mother

as Rose did.

“Are you leaving?”

huffed, and turned away, refusing

“I’ve brought the lady back

this mess,

I’ve given you plenty

embarrassing us.

pockets,

his emotional intelligence of a brick?

in order. He

granddaughter and find her

her, I’ll flay

ranted on, then gave Morrison a fierce look and whacked him with

of

aside as Molly helped Megan

Morrison turned around. “Not staying with all

you just irks me. Staying would shave years off my

Morrison sighed.

the car carrying them drove off, Morrison’s gaze shifted to Riley. “What

you prepared for me?”

trunk, fumbled

something in hand.

over and upon seeing what

“This is what you’ve

smile, “Yes… yes, it

thought I’d inevitably need it,

though it was true, saying

no-go. Silence was akin to

frustrated, gave Riley a smack on

you?”

hard, but Riley chuckled, “So, are

“Get lost.”

and tossed it at him,

towards the villa.

the onion in his hands, shaking his head

regret.

What a waste.

he didn’t catch Mr. Witt actually cutting onions, just

was like having a juicy secret

like a

always good for a

he was wallowing in disappointment, the object he

snatched from

turning on

with an icy expression.

there, dumbfounded. It wasn’t until Morrison walked inside and

Riley was jolted back

that had begun to

outside? Even Mr. Witt’s ears had turned

red.

—

in his hands, and a

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