The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride

Chapter 1131

Melinda lifted her chin slightly and laughed, “Yeah, I got where I am today thanks to money, and I’ve never denied

that! But, so what? In the entertainment industry, how many really made it through with pure talent? Who hasn’t

used all sorts of methods to grab roles? I don’t need to rely on anyone or make any dodgy deals! Being born lucky

is a skill too!”

She said it without any pretense. Even though Melinda’s words might have stepped on a few toes, using various

methods to get the roles they wanted had almost become the norm in today’s entertainment industry and it was an

open secret.

Everyone knew this, so who wouldn’t be envious of Melinda. She could get anything she wanted without lifting a

finger. All because she had a rich dad! “Being born lucky is a skill?” Crysti sneered, nodding her head and looking up

at Melinda.

“You’re right.” She said calmly, stroking the thin blanket over her legs. It looked like she didn’t care, but there was a

hint of self–mockery in her tone. “You saw things more clearly than I did. I was too naïve.”

“Hmph.” Melinda scoffed; her arrogance and confidente almost seemed innate.

“So, do you have any skills now?” Crysti asked indifferently.

Melinda’s face suddenly changed. Her father had gone bankrupt. Her pride and joy, her only bargaining chip, was

gone.

Looking at her, Crysti couldn’t help but laugh, “What right does a person with no skills have to be arrogant in front

of me?” “You…”

“Oh, wait,” Crysti cut off Melinda and turned her gaze to Philip, “Lost the protection of your father but gained the

support of a fiancé. Not bad. But are you sure Philip likes this ‘skill‘ of yours?”

As her words fell, there were a few snickers from the crowd. In this circle, who didn’t know that Philip chose Melinda

solely because of her father’s wealth?

He’d wanted a woman who could help his career, but now it seemed this woman had become a burden!

The mocking laughter around her was like the devil’s sneer, stinging Melinda’s nerves; the humiliation, and anger in

her heart multiplied. She glared at Crysti, her eyes red, her face flushed with anger, her chest heaved violently, her

body swayed, and her hand went to her belly.

Philip quickly held her tight, grabbing Melinda’s hand on her stomach, and turned to look at Crysti in the wheelchair

with a face full of displeasure. “Crysti, you’ve gone too far! If you have a problem with come at me directly, you

know Melinda is pregnant, and you still provoked her…” Crysti’s face looked like she had heard something strange,

her face wrinkled up, staring at Philip who was blaming her, which was both infuriating and laughable.

But she still couldn’t help but laugh, “I provoked her?”

She scratched her smooth forehead with a finger, looking a bit bewildered.

After a while, she finally lifted her head, glanced at Philip, pointed at Melinda, and laughed, “It seems…from the

start, you guys were the ones who got in my way, kept harassing me, and she was the one who kept blabbering. I

said a couple of words and now I’m the one who deliberately angered a pregnant

woman?”

Philip closed his lips tightly, and looked down at her, his eyes filled with unfamiliarity and sadness.

“She’s pregnant, emotionally unstable. Can’t you just let her be…”

Crysti’s face suddenly turned cold, “No matter who she is, she has no right to yell at me! If you want to stay here

then let me pass, if you don’t want to stay here then get lost!”

A stern shout revealed an undeniable aura from the usually gentle woman. Everyone in the room was shocked by

this angry roar!

Everyone was used to her obedient demeanor when she was around Philip. Who would have thought such a calm

woman would suddenly say such things! The most shocked person, of course, was Philip, as he was the one who

was touched by her words the most. “You…”

Melinda also snapped out of her daze, angry at being treated this way by Crysti, her heart filled with intense anger

again. She struggled out of Philip’s embrace, and pointed at Crysti’s nose, her voice raising a few notches.

“I have no right to yell at you? Who do you think you are?”

“Willie, slap her.” A very indifferent voice rang out from the side, the calm and steady voice carried an extreme

coldness.

Before anyone could react to what was happening, Melinda’s face was slapped hard.

“Ah- This slap was so sudden, she didn’t even have time to react.

Just a sharp pain on her face, she swayed for a moment; thankfully Philip instinctively steadied her in his panic,

preventing her from falling to the ground.

Crysti sat in her wheelchair, not turning around and unable to turn around, but she could clearly feel a strong and

cold aura approaching from behind, the man’s aura was so powerful that she could feel his cold breath even a few

steps away. She pursed her lips, unconsciously gripping the blanket on her legs, biting her lip, her beautiful eyes

gradually becoming wet, tears welling up in her eyes.

After slapping her, Willie turned to look at Crysti, opened his mouth as if to say something, but seemed to think

better of it, closed his mouth, just nodded at her, then stood aside.

Chloe was coming from the direction of the resting room, she glimpsed at the situation from the crowd, raised an

eyebrow slightly, and a smug smile gradually appeared on her lips.

“Who are you? Why would you hit someone for no reason…” Philip checked Melinda’s condition, confirmed she was

okay, then turned to argue with the person responsible. But before he could say a few words, he saw the man

standing behind Crysti.

His thin lips were tightly sealed into a sharp line, his eyes like cold swords forged in the dead of night. His strong

aura shocked Philip. He searched his memory for this face. This was someone he should be very familiar with.

Before he could process anything, hushed whispers had already started amongst the nearby folks.

“Doesn’t this guy look familiar?”

“Wait… isn’t that Claud Watson from The Watson Group?”

“Yeah, doesn’t he own this hotel?”

There was no need for him to ponder anymore, the answers were already presented by the people around him.

Philip was taken aback, finally catching on!

Right, it was Claud.

But why…

He glanced again at the man across him. However, Claud’s gaze didn’t linger on him, but slowly dropped down. He

reached out to rest his hand on the wheelchair next to him, turned half a circle, and looked down at Crysti who had

been hanging her head all along.

His voice was icy and deep-

“Have you had your fun?”