The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride

Though they had seen much of life’s harsh realities, the children at the local orphanage couldn’t fathom the depths

of darkness that might dwell in the heart of a seven-year-old girl who had just lost her parents.

Serana kept to herself, a solitary figure in the corner, quiet and well-behaved in class, and equally so during recess,

watching the others play with an expressionless demeanor, like a still pond devoid of life.

Perhaps they sensed a kindred spirit in her, or maybe it was pity, or a thick slather of curiosity, but from that point

on, Boyd had someone else woven into the tapestry of his childhood.

From then until now, Serana had become a thread running through the narrative of his life.

In their daily interactions, Serana was the picture of innocence, speaking in gentle whispers, looking at people with

sincerity and care. Even as the years passed and she grew, she never changed – tender and fragile, yet brave and

stubborn.

Outwardly, she seemed as delicate as a glass figurine, always needing protection, yet she fiercely tried to prove her

strength, insisting she didn’t need anyone’s care and could even protect others.d2

Such a girl was irresistibly endearing – tender and attentive, pure and kind, brave, stubborn, and resilient.

Like her long, dark hair, the number of people drawn to her grew day by day. And it was true what they said – girls

should have long hair.

Yasmine was beautiful but frosty by nature. Others kept their distance. From start to finish, Boyd was her only

constant, and she never felt lonely. At least, not until she suddenly realized what loneliness was and found that

certain things had become inevitable.

Boyd’s time was no longer solely dedicated to her as he began to learn deeper subjects beyond the basic

curriculum.

Companion? She had never considered Boyd’s presence as companionship before.

But when did it start? It wasn’t when Boyd’s time began to scatter, leaving more for Serana.

Was it from the moments they shared meals together, or those occasional breaks when they sat beside the flower

beds?

Or when they planted a lily bulb together, one digging a hole, the other tenderly placing the bulb inside?

felt

irk her. And in their routine, she’d find herself unintentionally showing

hostility towards

too, whispering behind their backs, but she never bothered

refute them.

knew it

it start,

in the garden bloomed exceptionally beautiful, and the two silhouettes

appeared so harmonious.

later, she found the desecrated lilies,

vibrant lilies had been a captivating sight at Angel’s Haven Orphanage. Now, they were

snapped. Such an act was a significant event

and the investigation

by the garden, holding a trowel and looking pensive,”

uprooting the seedlings with that trowel,”

garden was frightening, like… like when she looks

all know that. The lilies were planted by Serana, so

another.

piled up,

extra seeds after Serana planted, knowing the germination rate was low. And when

she thinned them out so

gardening concepts and blamed

frustrating and laughable.

by the ruined garden, picking up petals with

even more displeasure at Yasmine, but the children’s naive and ignorant

concern.

about Serana. There’s no motive.

jump to conclusions based

lilies thrived mainly

being, and the investigation continued quietly, possibly

reprimand for the culprit.

hadn’t visited the scene of the

class, he paired up with Yasmine,

Serana

greeted him casually.

the heavy finance books he’d been carrying – a surprising choice for

grown accustomed to.

the books, and out fluttered colorful petals. One book after another, until Yasmine

the petals of

felt inexplicably

but his lips curved in a casual

all

detached gaze, standing by the table, not much

a universe of

care much about them,” he

and let out a light chuckle. “And

at her for a long moment. “Indeed, Serana picked them up. She cried over