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

even more surprising can’t

“What sort of things?”

after a moment of

you. I guarantee it’s

to do it,

brows, “You prepared it in

a sheepish smile, “For some reason, I thought you

in

—

villa, Megan and Molly were just stepping out,

his car, they didn’t approach. Instead, they stood at

waiting for him.

the car and hastily opened the door for Morrison.

things to Molly, and now he felt

the past few days

natural. Even his own mother didn’t

as Rose did.

“Are you leaving?”

glared at him, huffed, and turned

brought the lady back to

made this mess,

to us. I’ve given you plenty

us. Well,

hands in his pockets, mumbled a

With his emotional intelligence of

Rose, a divorce is in order. He can pack up and

as my granddaughter and find her a proper

I’ll flay them

gave Morrison a fierce look and whacked

of my

stepped aside as Molly helped

Morrison turned around. “Not staying with

just irks me. Staying would shave years off

Morrison sighed.

the car carrying them drove off, Morrison’s gaze shifted to

you prepared for me?”

to the car’s trunk, fumbled around, and finally emerged

something in hand.

and upon seeing

“This is what you’ve

smile, “Yes… yes,

I’d inevitably need

answer this time. Even though it was

no-go. Silence was akin

smack on

you?”

hit wasn’t hard, but Riley chuckled, “So, are you going

“Get lost.”

and tossed it at him, then turned and

towards the villa.

in his hands,

regret.

What a waste.

though he didn’t catch Mr. Witt actually

happened was like having a juicy

over Mr. Witt like a carrot, half-threatening to spill the

always good for

disappointment, the object

snatched from his

turning

with an icy expression.

stood there, dumbfounded. It wasn’t until Morrison walked

door behind him that Riley was jolted back

had

really that cold outside? Even Mr. Witt’s ears had turned a frosty

red.

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the onion in his hands, and

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