The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride

Chapter 1049

He swung the door open to the private room, and amidst the chaos, he could still pick out one distinct voice.

He glanced sideways. Cicely was sitting lazily in her chair, facing away from him.

“I’m jobless and broke now. If you guys know of any good gigs, give me a heads up.”

“You’ve been pampered since you were a kid, there ain’t no job that suits you! And besides, you just got out of the

slammer. Who’d dare to hire you?”

Cicely was spoiled rotten. Her demeanor and looks were enough to turn anyone green with envy.

In school, she was always one of a kind, full of herself, and didn’t give a damn about anyone. Now that she’d hit a

rough patch, there were loads of folks having a good laugh at her expense behind her back..

Everyone had a few drinks tonight, so their tongues were let loose.

The idea of a woman going to prison was mind–boggling to everyone present.

There was an awkward silence that fell over the table.

Yet Cicely seemed unfazed, and nodded thoughtfully, “Hmm…you’re right.”

At this point, one of her classmates tried to break the ice, “Cicely, are you hinting at something? Dewey, this is your

thing to handle.”

“Yeah, yeah, Dewey, your time to shine!”

“If Cicely marries Dewey, and becomes the high and mighty wife of his, she’ll be rolling in dough, right? Why bother

finding a job?”

Dewey’s expression was a bit frosty, his voice dropping a notch.

“Quit messing around.”

Cicely turned to look at him, then suddenly leaned in close, grinning cheekily.

“Are you disgusted by me?”

Cicely was always stunning, no matter the time or place. When she smiled, her eyelids curved slightly forming a

crescent shape, as if her eyes were brimming with laughter.

Dewey didn’t meet her gaze. His expression wavered slightly, then he murmured, “How could I be?”

“Then why did you get so pissed just now?”

“I wasn’t…”

Cicely straightened up, “Good then.”

Good then…

Was this some kind of approval, or a statement?

Approval of Dewey? A hint that she hoped he would pursue her, even willing to become his wife in the future?

Seth watched her slender figure, a cold light flickering in his eyes.

He turned and headed towards the restroom.

Cicely laughed carefreely, “Seems like my charm is still pretty strong, huh?”

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Dewey chuckled helplessly. He knew it would end up like this….

She was always full of surprises.

Everyone seized the opportunity to butter up to Dewey and toast him. Dewey was stuck, and Cicely got up and

headed towards the

restroom.

Once she passed the security corridor, the noise from the hall gradually faded. With her departure, all sounds

disappeared. She let out a soft sigh.

She came out of the restroom, washed her hands, then lightly massaged her temples with her cold fingers.

The cold water on her fingers brought some clarity to her muddled mind when they touched her skin. She rested

one hand on the washbasin, staring at the water droplets scattered on it, lost in thought.

The restroom was very quiet, with only the sound of her clothes rustling as she massaged her temples.

After a while, she turned on the faucet again to rinse her hands. She didn’t bother drying them with paper towels or

a hand dryer, just lightly shook them dry before exiting the restroom.

A gust of wind blew outside. She felt a chill on her hands, and a shiver passed through her body, making her head

clear a bit more.

The men’s restroom had a smoking area. As Cicely passed it, Seth was leaning against the wall, a slim white

cigarette between his fingers.

The smoke blurred his handsome face, but the gloom in his eyes was still clear.

The men’s restroom was just as quiet, seemingly only inhabited by him.

Cicely saw others smoking in the banquet hall earlier that day. Probably to let the guests enjoy themselves, there

were no strict restrictions on smoking areas today.

Cicely didn’t expect to run into him here. She stopped momentarily when she spotted him.

Assured she wasn’t seeing things, she quickly averted her gaze and continued forward.

All this happened in a blink of an eye.

Seth noticed someone nearby. When he saw that familiar figure, he narrowed his eyes, watching her slowly pass

the restroom entrance.

He was sick and tired of her ignoring him tonight!

She wouldn’t even look him in the eye.

Before, she always had her eyes glued to him.

He snorted, taking a deep drag from his cigarette.

The slim white cigarette was consumed in an instant, then he stubbed it out on the wall.

He stood up straight, exited the restroom, and abruptly grabbed Cicely’s arm.

She had no time to react. It wasn’t until her back collided with the cold wall she realized she was in the men’s

restroom.

What she saw was his face, up close and personal. Their breaths intermingled.

Ollie was right. This man was indeed trouble.

Cicely glanced at the exit, then looked up at him, beaming.

“What’s up?”

Her nonchalance brought a barely noticeable smile to Seth’s gloomy face.

He was seething, but he didn’t want to show it in front of this woman.

He was pissed, while she couldn’t care less. This rendered his anger worthless.

His slim fingers tightly held her smooth jaw. He couldn’t control his strength, prying her tightly closed lips apart,

revealing her shiny teeth.

His gaze lingered on her lips for a few seconds before slowly moving to her eyes. Those eyes were curved

beautifully like crescent moons, but there was no laughter in them.

He tightened his grip fractionally.

“Dewey’s wife?”

His voice was low and husky, but held an alluring sexiness, causing Cicely’s eyes to tremble slightly.