The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride

Chapter 1118

Chloe’s gaze shifted from Lance to Herschel. She had already felt the powerful vibe radiating from Herschel, but

Lance was a familiar face, so she

noticed him first.

She looked at the man in front of her/her face expressionless for a moment of surprise. Wasn’t this the guy who

was with Stanley at No. 8 Mansion before? Her expression suddenly became guarded, and her body involuntarily

leaned towards Damon.

Herschel noticed her movement and then turned his gaze to Damon. Their eyes met, their vibes clashing fiercely in

front of the elevator doors. After a moment, they both withdrew their gazes almost simultaneously.

Herschel once again focused his attention on Chloe, while Damon took Chloe out of the elevator.

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As Chloe passed by Herschel, she turned her head to look at him. Despite the strong aura of this man, she didn’t

feel any hostility or danger. She was quite curious about this man. Why was he with Stanley at No. 8 Mansion? And

why did he send people after her later? Why was he there now? Would she miss something if she left now?

She started to slow her pace and Damon, sensing this, stopped as well.

Herschel, standing to the side, watched them, a faint smile on his lips at Chloe’s hesitation, but his gaze turned to

Damon, his eyes dark.

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He got straight to the point. “I’ve been looking for her, but if–you want to take her away, I won’t stop you. I haven’t

figured out what to say to her yet. I’ve been living here since before you guys found me.”

Having said that, he pressed the elevator button. The elevator doors slowly opened, and he stepped in, leaving no

chance for Chloe to hold him back. Chloe actually wanted to hold him back, Herschel guessed right.

She got it, this man believed she would seek him out! In that case, she wouldn’t waste her time waiting. But he

didn’t seem to give her a chance. He seemed steady and mature, but thinking about his hasty departure, he

seemed to be a bit eager to avoid her.

Damon stood in place, his eyes deep, lost in thought.

“Damon…”

“Let’s go.”

Damon knew what she wanted to say, but he decided to take her away first.

Chloe looked puzzled and glanced towards the elevator. Only Lance was standing there, looking at her anxiously.

She remembered how in the hospital’s” security corridor, Lance had held her tight and told her he wanted her. She

turned her head and followed Damon away.

Lance watched her leave with an expression of disgust, he could only smile bitterly in his heart.

What did he come back for when she was in trouble? To give her trust and reliance? Did she really need him?

As soon as Damon got to the office, Nate was called into his office.

“Mr. Harper.”

Nate looked at Damon who had not yet taken off his coat, his face becoming serious. Obviously, this time he was

called in, and it was definitely not a small matter.

“Any progress on B Country I asked you to investigate?”

Nate immediately became serious, “There’s some unusual activity at the presidential palace. It’s heavily guarded,

and the servants haven’t been changed for many years. They’re busy preparing for the state banquet in Y Country,

and they seem to attach great importance to this banquet. As for why, we’re still investigating.”

Damon frowned. He was very clear about Nate’s competence, otherwise he wouldn’t have kept him by his side for

so many years.

It’d been a few days, but only surface issues were being investigated, which annoyed him. However, considering

Herschel, he could understand. That guy was not simple, if he wanted to guard against something, he wouldn’t let

anyone find out easily.

Looking at it this way, the president of B Country, who could cultivate such a person, was certainly not ordinary

Damon took off his coat, sat in his office chair, his dark eyes slightly squinted, and silence filled the room. After a

while, he slowly said. “How can B Country and Chloe be linked?”

Herschel suddenly appeared to find Chloe, and the clue could only be found from the connection between Chloe

and B Country.

Nate was silent for two seconds, then said, “Maybe Mrs. Harper inadvertently offended them?”

Damon shook his head, “They don’t seem to intend to harm her.”

Nate smiled, thinking of an action movie he had seen recently, he half–jokingly said, “Is the president of B Country

Mrs. Harper’s long–lost father?”

These were all his experiences from watching movies. If B Country sent people to find someone, it was either an

enemy or a relative. As soon as he finished speaking, he realized he had made a mistake and immediately became

serious. But Damon was staring at him, making Nate regret what he had said. He was using his movie watching

experience to analyze Mrs. Harper’s life. Was he nuts?

“…Father?” Damon’s deep voice was full of doubt, he murmured, as if really considering this possibility.

Nate was stunned, “…I was just guessing.”

“Isn’t Chloe the daughter of Nick Summers?”

Yes…”

Damon contemplated, his gaze deep.

fter a while, his eyes suddenly became cold.

“Go check if any of the staff at the presidential palace have been replaced in the past six years, and whether there

have been any mentions of things that were later blocked or banned from discussion. Look at who comes and goes

to the presidential palace, all the goods in and out of the presidential palace, including daily necessities, need to be

thoroughly checked.”

Nate immediately sprang into action, a chill running down his spine. Six years… So Mr. Harper meant…

His face became even more serious, “Yes,”

Nate hurriedly left, Damon’s face was still cold.

As a man, everyone had their own position and persistence on certain things. He could totally go and ask Herschel,

to see if it was really as he suspected.

But a man’s sense of honor prevented him from compromising with another man when he had the option to do so

but instead opted not to. Not to mention he needed this cooling–off period. If things were really as he suspected,

then Herschel’s decision to bail today kind of made him skeptical.

What he had to spill to Chloe, might be more than she could take in stride. If that was the case, then it was no

biggie if they didn’t meet face to face.