The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride

Chapter 1527

The young priest left to prepare some tea. A few minutes later, the head priest also emerged from behind the

curtain, giving them a slight bow. Dressed in a long robe, he radiated an aura of solemnity and sanctity. He finally

settled down across from Chloe and Damon. His gaze lingered on them for a moment before shifting to Yulia and

Rose, giving them a warm smile. “Greetings, everyone.” His eyes, however, were locked on Damon and Chloe

sitting across him.

Damon had strikingly distinct features with a gentle demeanor. His long eyebrows rested calmly on his eyes,

revealing no emotion. He exuded an aristocratic charm, a telltale sign of his extraordinary status and position. Upon

the priest’s gaze, Damon’s brows twitched slightly as he glanced back at him. The priest didn’t seem flustered, just

smiled and shifted his gaze to Chloe. “Got something you want to ask me?”

Chloe seemed a bit taken aback by the priest’s direct question. But soon, she regained her usual composure. “With

everyone here, why are you so sure I’m the one with questions?”

The priest chuckled, “Because aside from this gentleman, you’re the only one who seems to be harboring some

hostility towards me. This gentleman here is confident, destined for greatness, and would never ask for help, even

if he were chasing fame and fortune his entire life. But even heroes have their kryptonite, and oftentimes, it’s a

beautiful woman.” He paused for a moment, looking at Chloe with a deep meaning. “Despite your coldness, you’re

also too paranoid.” Chloe paused, turning to glance at Damon.d2

The priest chuckled, “You seem to hold quite a bit of resentment towards me, which makes his hostility particularly

noticeable.” What he meant was, no one could mess with Chloe, or else Damon wouldn’t let them off the hook.

Seeing Damon silent but slightly frowning at the priest’s words, Chloe gave a small smile. Clearly, the priest had hit

the nail on the head.

“So do you have a question for me?”

Chloe snapped back to reality, her face slowly turning serious, eyes glinting with a hint of coldness and even

mockery. “Since you’re so perceptive, why don’t you guess why I want to talk to you?”

Because of his words, her life had been thrown into chaos. How could she not hold a grudge against him? His words

almost ruined her.

The priest still smiled at her, watching as the young priest placed the tea tray on the table and poured tea for them.

Once everyone’s tea was served, he looked up at Chloe, slowly saying, “You are a member of the Summers family,

and it’s your destiny.”

Chloe was taken aback.

Rose quivered in her mind and looked cautiously at the priest, “How…how do you know her surname?”

“Everyone’s destiny is different, and yours is unique.”

This time, even Damon slowly lifted his eyes, looking at the priest across the table.

“The Summers family has a daughter whose destiny is as special as a phoenix. She’s like a phoenix hidden in the

forest, with a home but unable to return. Her destiny is filled with trials and tribulations, experiencing life and death,

and eventually reborn like a phoenix. All she needs is to find a place to settle down, find a partner, and she can live

in peace.”

“Of course, my appearance is also part of your destiny.” The priest continued, if he hadn’t appeared, Carolina might

not have believed his words and changed her life and that of Keira. “I am a priest, I do not lie, and all these are

facts. Haven’t you noticed?”

Yulia, sitting to the side, widened her eyes in surprise. “A destiny as unique as a phoenix…aren’t you…the princess

of Y Country?”

Rose chimed in, “Does ‘unable to return home‘ refer to the years you were sent abroad? And after returning, did

Carolina and Keira do something that made it impossible for you to fully return to the Summers family?”

The priest gave a faint smile, “Your destiny is unique, but your life is also full of karma. It shapes destiny, the world

is ever–changing, but there must always be a balance. What you gain, you may also lose, there’s always a downside

to the upside, and there’s always a payoff after sacrifice.”

Chloe clenched her lips tightly, her voice cold as ice when she finally spoke, laced with a hint of mockery. “Karma?

What did I do wrong to deserve all this? The Summers family should have been my safe haven, and my family

members should have

been the closest people to me in the world. I didn’t expect their selfless dedication, but they should have, at least,

treated me like family. I just wished they wouldn’t abandon me when times got tough, wouldn’t kick me when I’m

down, and wouldn’t try to drag me down when I achieve something. If it were someone else, I wouldn’t care. But

they aren’t just anyone. I would rather be hurt by anyone than be betrayed by them.”

She vented years of resentment. Even though the Summers family no longer held a place in her heart, she couldn’t

deny how much it hurt when she was repeatedly betrayed, hurt, and oppressed by them. When she found out

Carolina treated her the way she did for that reason, she was filled with nothing but anger, sneer, and

powerlessness.

Her life, thrown into chaos by the words of a priest. Betrayal. The pain in her life came from the betrayal of those

close to her. What did she do to deserve such karma?

Chloe’s rare display of cold mockery and agitation silenced everyone in the room. They had always been concerned

about her, from start to finish.

Rose knew all too well what Chloe had been through all those years. Even if she didn’t say it, her feigned strength

was all too telling. Even though she was her closest friend, she couldn’t share any of her sorrow.

She didn’t understand why so many people could say that a best friend was someone who shared their pain. God

knew how much she wished Chloe could have a better life. During those hard times, if she could really share the

pain, she would definitely be willing to bear it with her.

But can it really be done? Nope. It was an unspoken understanding between her and Chloe. They both knew that

when the knife cut into your own flesh, nobody can truly help you bear the pain. Not even a bit.