The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride

e words hit Ronald like a ton of bricks, and he fell silent, his gaze shifting to Yulia, filled with an intricate web of

emotions.

Yet Yulia simply couldn’t contain the smile that Nathan’s words brought to her lips, a mixture of shyness and quiet

joy that sent a chill through Ronald’s heart.

He had thought he could brush aside the fact that she had confessed her love for Nathan, assuming it was just a

convenient excuse to get rid of him. But now, even if he wanted to deny it, he couldn’t. It was just too self-

deceptive.

He knew that Yulia wasn’t the type to lie, and the look on her face now was undeniably genuine.

Nathan, no longer paying Ronald any attention, swung the car door open, ready to usher Yulia inside.

“Yulia!” Ronald called out again, and she turned to look at him, the smile instantly fading as she faced him, leaving

her expression cold and distant. “You sure about this? What about Anya? Have you told him about her? You’re just

going to trust him that easily? You’re not afraid of what might happen later?”d1

Yulia’s response was even chillier, “This is my business, and I’d appreciate it if you’d stop bringing up things that no

longer concern you.”

Disappointment filled Ronald’s face. “Do you even realize the consequences if something goes wrong? Can you

handle that?”

There was a brief silence before Yulia spoke again, “If I can’t handle it, then I’ll stick to him like glue. Wherever Anya

is, that’s where I’ll be.”

The comment stung Ronald as though he had been pricked by a needle. Was she implying that they had discussed

Anya’s situation the previous night? Did she really also disclose Anya’s background to Nathan?

In a bout of impatience, Nathan cut the conversation short, brusquely guiding Yulia into the passenger seat.

“Enough chit-chat with him.”

He slammed the door shut and walked over to Ronald, giving him a cold stare. “Get a grip, dude. Stop acting like

some love-struck puppy. You pushed her away yourself, and now you want her back? You think the world revolves

around you?”

Nathan chuckled at his own words and gave Ronald a once-over with a scoff.

usually calm exterior cracked, and his forehead bulged with veins. Nathan didn’t care. He

drove off with Yulia, who had buckled

are such a good sport today. I’ll make sure to give

blushed, “That’s sweet, but I was just

have that. You’re too cute not to be

“You’re just looking for an excuse to play the rogue. Besides, that’s not

‘reward,’ thank you.”

Yulia felt a tremor inside. She knew that Nathan was far from as calm

seemed and was probably scheming

…

her in his arms for a

me to pick

were the talk of the town at the moment. They were well aware of the potential presence

of affection was sure to stir

criticized Yulia for

Others surmised that if the couple was this

bar escapades

online frenzy, Nathan and Yulia seemed

was particularly energetic in the company,

still speculating about the true and false of their relationship. In their

no different

twice the work

the

his

quickly connected, and he straightened up from his chair and picked

to

phone could be heard faintly. “Not yet… it hasn’t

and I’m investigating things from years

the table, and leaned back into

boss, instead of getting me to investigate all this, why not just

That wouldn’t be wrong…”

do what I asked you to do and don’t meddle in other things.” He hung

looking too

paternity test? If Yulia knew about it, wouldn’t she make a big fuss? Besides, Ronald was so

took Anya to do a paternity test now and it turned out not to be

would be like

him, Nathan couldn’t figure out any

child. The mystery of Anya’s parentage continued to haunt him. If he had to pinpoint it, the

year in Brookside. The timing

remembered distinctly, that woman

ages. It

for the day was shot. After swiveling in his chair

in a grim line as he strode

workplace, timing it perfectly

down to the car, still catching her breath as she asked him, “How come you’re

after work. I just brewed some coffee, was gearing up

Being the boss means you

chuckled, “Shouldn’t the boss set an

dim they need me to model