The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride

Chapter 1333

Damon drove back to the apartment and found Nate anxiously waiting outside Chloe’s bedroom door.

Seeing Damon return, Nate immediately greeted him with a relieved expression, “Mr. Harper…”

Damon gave him a cold glance before knocking on the door. In a deep and slow voice, he called out, “Chloe, open

up.”

Chloe, who was reading emails on her phone inside the room, became excited upon hearing Damon’s voice. She

quickly got up and rushed to the door, swinging it open.

At first, she didn’t think anything of it. But when she saw the man standing at the door, impeccably dressed in a suit

and oozing charm, she instantly remembered the notebook she had seen in his study. A wave of sadness swept

over her, and her eyes started to turn red.

Damon’s gaze flickered, but he didn’t move any closer to Chloe, just standing at the door, quietly staring at her.

Chloe couldn’t resist reaching out to hug him, but he pushed her away. Chloe’s mouth fell open in disbelief as she

stared at him.

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Biting her lip, her eyes turned even redder. She looked utterly wronged.

Nate, standing off to the side, opened his mouth nerv

nervously.

sly. His heart was pounding.

What was going on with Mr. Harper? He had already told him that Chloe was not in a good mood! Did he rush back

just to upset her?

“I feel a bit cold.” Seeing Chloe’s wronged look, Damon explained.

As Damon was speaking, he quickly unbuttoned his suit jacket, tossed it onto Nate, took a few steps forward, spread

his arms open, and then took the visibly wronged Chloe into his arms.

His unique scent instantly enveloped Chloe, who was once again moved by his thoughtful actions. She buried her

face in his chest, tightly wrapping her arms around his muscular waist.

She said nothing, and Damon kissed her hair, asking in a low voice, “What’s wrong? Did someone bully you?”

Chloe shook her head, still not speaking.

What was she to say? That she looked at the notebook in his study and was moved by it? Some things were meant

to be secrets. Once revealed, their meanings would change.

“Nate said you cried.”

“…I missed you.” It took a while before Chloe finally replied softly.

Damon chuckled quietly. “So, do you want to be with me every moment, go to work together, attend meetings

together?”

“Sure,” Chloe responded, muffled.

Damon carried her to the bed in her bedroom, then squatted down in front of her, looking up at her. “First, tell me

who made you cry?”

Chloe stared at his handsome face for a long time before she finally pouted slightly, took out her phone from her

pocket, and handed it to Damon.

Initially puzzled, Damon still took the phone. The screen displayed her chat history with Seth. Upon reading the

most recent messages, Damon’s face gradually darkened.

“So, it was him?”

Chloe hesitated, then took a deep breath. She tried her best to show a hurt expression. Although she did not say

anything, her intent was obvious. Seeing Damon’s face darken instantly, Chloe felt that she was definitely qualified

to be an actress, she could even win an Oscar for best actress.

Was her act really that convincing?

“Infinity Media has artists and agents who want to work at Starlight International. I was planning to take them in,

but if there are too many, I can’t handle it. It was supposed to be a good suggestion, but he opposed it.”

Damon’s eyebrows twitched, a slight smile appearing on his lips. “A good suggestion?”

Chloe’s eyes flickered, appearing somewhat guilty. “There are pros and cons, but the key is how the company

promotes and positions…”

“You pick first.” Damon slowly stood up, gently patting her head.

“What?”

“You pick your favorites first, don’t worry about the rest, I’ll handle them.”

Chloe arched an eyebrow, a triumphant smile in her eyes. “Won’t that be unfair to Seth?”

Damon looked down at her, his finger gently lifting her chin, resting against her forehead, his voice filled with

amusement.

“Just be direct with your intentions next time, you sly little fox.”

Chloe’s face turned slightly red, her dream of being an actress instantly shattered. And here she thought her acting

was top notch. In reality, he saw right through

her act.

“I think Seth is terrible in all aspects. Such a good opportunity, and he rejected me without even considering it. Look

at the chat history, he replied in less than three seconds!”

“So, you can pick the best of the bunch. He’s so bad, you don’t have to feel guilty, you’re… punishing the bad guy.”

Damon thought for a few seconds before finishing his sentence.

Chloe couldn’t help but laugh. Really? He could come up with such an excuse for her?

Unable to contain herself, Chloe confessed after laughing her heart out. “I was just looking for a shelter. My goal is

to empty Infinity Media.”

Damon nodded. “I know.”

Chloe rested her hand on his shoulder, looking up at him. “So, I’m going to screw Seth over.”

Damon flashed a small smile. “I’ll help you.”

Chloe smiled happily, leaning in to give him a light kiss, her eyes sparkling like stars.

“Why are you so good?”

Facing the temptation right in front of him, Damon took Chloe’s head in his hands, bending down to passionately

kiss her. “Because you’re Mrs. Harper, is that reason enough?”

Chloe’s face tumed beet red, her lips moist from the kiss. “But Seth is also your good friend…”

Damon frowned. “But he can’t become the mother of my children.”

Chloe was speechless. This was indeed a convincing argument.

At that moment, the door was knocked, and Nate’s voice came through, emotionless as ever. “Mr. Harper, lunch is

served.”

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A slight twitch tugged at the corner of Damon’s brow as he leveled a steady gaze at Chloe. “Let’s grub.”

“Alright.”

He led Chloe into the dining room. Though not much time had passed, the table was already laden with dishes.

“Wow, look at all this!”

The chubby chef off to the side kept mopping his sweaty brow with a handkerchief, chuckling as he said,

“I cooked everything to Mrs. Harper’s taste. Hope she’ll dig it.”

Nate shot the chubby chef a glance. Clearly, the guy was desperate to keep his job.