The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride

Chapter 1101

Chloe was fed up hearing this kind of crap! Every time she heard those gossips, imagining Damon’s face made it

hard for her to stomach!

Fritz was especially at a loss for words. After all, as of yesterday, he’d thought her husband, Damon, was nothing

more than a nouveau riche jerk, and even tried to talk Chloe into giving the guy a wide berth.

Looking back now, how had he ever fallen for Damon’s act?

The hotel manager, tired of dealing with this drama queen, looked around and announced, “Apologies folks, we’ve

got a bit of a privacy issue here. If you wouldn’t mind giving us some space, that’d be great. Sorry for the

disturbance, dinner’s on the house tonight. Thanks for understanding.”

At this point, everyone got the gist that this was a whole lot of nothing. And so, they all shuffled off to their rooms.

The hotel manager looked at the two shell–shocked people in front of him, especially Austin, who looked particularly

out of sorts. He scoffed inwardly, his demeanor cooling noticeably, his voice dripping with sarcasm.

“Makenna, you’ve been tipped off about supposed infidelity, but only found Ms. Summers. Yet your husband insists

she’s his mistress. Don’t you find that a little odd? Someone’s been leading you by the nose to focus on Ms.

Summers, haven’t you noticed?

“Looks like Mr. Austin doesn’t know who Ms. Summers really is, huh? How can she be his mistress if he doesn’t even

know who she is?

“We take guest privacy very seriously here at the hotel, within reason. We don’t take kindly to being made

scapegoats or being labeled as someone’s mistress! We’ve all got reputations to uphold. Who wants that kind of

smear? How you protect whoever you want to protect is your business, but when it comes to the reputation of our

hotel staff, we won’t sit idly by.”

At this, Makenna turned to look at her own husband. “Austin, just who are you trying to protect?!”

Austin looked panicked, swallowed hard, then put on a brave face, snapping, “Who can I protect? When have you

ever seen me protect anyone? You think you don’t know me? I face the music. You’ve caught me red–handed, so

what? It’s just a woman. Why would I go to all this trouble arguing with you, making a fool of myself in public?”

Makenna was taken aback by Austin’s words. She stayed silent for a while, her eyes darting around, then quickly

turned to the hotel manager and Chloe. “He’s not wrong! He’s been caught by me a few times before, but he

always owned up! He’s always had the guts to face the music, there’s no need to waste our time with you people

today!”

Everyone was stunned by her nonsensical argument. They all glanced at each other, at a loss for words! They just

couldn’t wrap their heads around it. Moreover, when had this guy ever shown any courage to face his

responsibilities?

However, the man who was trusted by his wife seemed a bit smug. He turned to Chloe and said, “We’re all here to

enjoy ourselves, who has the right to say that the CEO of Starlight International can’t enjoy herself? I think you’re

just out to shift the blame, trying to ruin my reputation!”

Chloe looked at him coolly, “Ruin your reputation? What reputation do you have that needs ruining? Do I need to

sacrifice my own reputation to ruin yours?”

She swept her gaze over Austin, snorting, “Are you handsome, or do you have a great body? What about you that I

would find attractive?”

Austin was left speechless by Chloe’s words. His ego was severely bruised, and he struggled to contain his anger.

“Ha, women are all hypocrites, pretending to be noble on one hand and doing unspeakable things for money and

vanity on the other! I’ve seen plenty of women like you! Which one of them isn’t desperate to get into bed with me?

You think I’d want just any woman? Go ask those young, rich playboys you’re into, see who would want you? You

think you’re into me? Even if you are the CEO of Starlight International, I can still afford to keep you as my

mistress!”

The silent Rupin suddenly spoke up, “As for being young and handsome, I believe I am better than Mr. Austin. Ms.

Summers, how much do you need? Why don’t you… no, why don’t we give dating a shot?”

“Rupin!” Rhoda couldn’t believe her ears. He was still considering Chloe, what was all this for?

Makenna, seeing the handsome young man suddenly appear, regained her confidence and started to mock. “Haha,

you say you’re not a slut, but you sure have a lot of men circling around you!”

Chloe’s gaze landed on Rupin, her eyes sharp as knives. “You want to keep me?”

Rupin, believing Chloe was really Austin’s mistress, was somewhat furious at Chloe’s actions, hearing her words, he

scoffed, “Something like that.”

“Heh.‘ Chloe smirked, “Forget it, I’m afraid you can’t afford me.”

Makenna sneered, “You think you’re some hot commodity, that we can’t afford to keep you! Haha, you’re really full

of yourself!”

“You really can’t afford to keep her!”

The one who spoke wasn’t Chloe, or Dorthy, or the hotel manager, but Fritz, who had been standing aside.

Makenna glared at him, asking, “And where did you come from?”

Rupin also turned to look at him, “Fritz, aren’t you getting a bit too big for your britches today?”

Fritz was unfazed, looking at the people in front of him, he said, word by word.

“Ms. Summers owns Starlight International and has a fortune to her name, not to mention her status as a top–

notch, world–class perfumer, and the wealth she makes in a year, a day, a minute. Even if you guys have the ability

to support her, you’d have to check with her hubby if he’s even willing to give you that opportunity! Or rather,

where on earth do you guys get the guts to think about supporting the wife of the CEO of the Harper Group?”