The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride

Chapter 1555

“Shut up!” Phoebe’s words were met with an indignant roar from Cole.

“Do you even realize where you are? How dare you make a scene like this!”

Phoebe dropped the hem of her dress that she was holding in her hand, straightened her posture, tilted her chin

up, and gave Cole a cold and disdainful chuckle. “Making a scene? What did I do wrong?”

By this time, Grace had abandoned her conversation with a group of socialites and made her way towards them.

Seeing Phoebe’s defiance, she quickly stepped in front of Cole. She looked somewhat troubled, but still spoke softly

and gently. “Phoebe, if you have any issues, can’t we discuss them later? Do you have to air them out here, in front

of all these guests? Isn’t that embarrassing?”

“Is this what you call embarrassing? More than what Wendy did to the Alonso family? Besides…“c2

She paused and took two steps closer to Cole and the others, her beautiful face filled with defiant sarcasm. “When

do you think is the right time for me to voice out? In private? Will you even listen to me then? I am afraid you might

silence me permanently in that case.”

As Phoebe’s words echoed around them, the surrounding crowd erupted in low murmurs.

“What’s going on? Are they gonna kill her?”

“Isn’t that the Alonso family’s second daughter? I never thought she’d be mistreated by her stepmother.”

“Well, without her real mother around, living under her stepmother’s watchful eye must be tough.”

“But she’s still his own flesh and blood. Shouldn’t her father protect her?”

Cole was shocked beyond belief. He never expected this quiet and submissive daughter of his to had changed so

much. Now, she was even bold enough to expose him in public. Anger flared in his eyes, and Grace was also also

visibly shaking with rage. “Phoebe, you must speak with conscience. Have I ever laid a hand on you all these years?

How could you slander me like this?”

“Phoebe, you better know your limits. I didn’t call you back here to upset me. Can’t we talk about whatever issues

you have later?”

“No need.” Phoebe immediately cut off Cole, “I know exactly why you called me back here. When the plan with

Abelard failed who have you picked for me this time?”

Struck by her words, Cole’s expression showed waves of embarrassment. The whispers around him added to his

humiliation.

At the corner, Chloe was enjoying the drama while savoring the pastries that Damon had passed to her. Though it

felt a bit wrong, she couldn’t help but enjoy the spectacle, especially seeing how Phoebe had grown more assertive.

Turning to Damon, she gave him a teasing look, “Seems like sending someone to the hospital once has really

emboldened her.”

Chloe’s words drew a small smile from the usually stoic Damon. He glanced at her, “Well, she’s been through an

‘attempted murder‘, what’s left to fear?”

Chloe chuckled, appreciating his wit.

“Phoebe, don’t go too far!” Cole said, pointing at Phoebe with a trembling hand, clearly angered.

“I didn’t arrange anyone for you today, but even if I did, what can you do about it? I’m warning you, don’t push your

luck. If you really have something against me, you can say whatever you want after the dinner party.”

“I might as well speak my mind now, otherwise, I probably won’t be able to handle the backlash from your family.”

“You…”

“Why don’t I take a guess? What’s the purpose of calling me here tonight?”

Phoebe’s sudden interjection successfully silenced Cole. Even Chloe put down her cutlery and half–finished glass of

milk, resting her chin on her hands, keenly- watching the unfolding drama.

Damon stood by and wiped away the milk stuck to her lips, and when he saw the stars in her eyes; he smiled and

shook his head helplessly.

“I’m not sure what you meant by asking me to bring someone home tonight, but judging from your past actions, it

simply means that if i can’t find a husband who can benefit the family, my future will be in your hands, right?

“It doesn’t matter if this person is smart or silly, ugly or handsome, or if they have any bad habits. As long as they

have money and power, that’s all that matters,

right?

“As long as my marriage brings endless benefits to the family and makes it prosperous, it’s all right, right?

“Then after I’m married off, you’ll find a way to transfer my shares to Wendy to secure her position in the company,

right?”

With each guess Phoebe made, the expressions on Wendy, Cole, and Grace’s faces became even more grim.

Phoebe watched each of their reactions, feeling a pang in her heart. Originally, she was just speculating, even

though deep down, she felt quite sure of her guesses. However, she didn’t need their verbal confirmation at all.

Now, just by looking at their expressions, she had confirmed everything. She couldn’t deny that she felt hurt inside.

She had thought they might lay low for a while after the Abelard incident, but they were more relentless than ever.

When she encountered Chloe at the hospital, Chloe had warned her about being cautious. If she was on guard

against that mother–daughter duo, she shouldn’t let her guard down easily because when people had a purpose,

they would use any means to achieve it. If one plan failed, there was always a backup plan. This applied to all of

them, anyone.

And indeed, Chloe was right. She said she’d been cloistered in the world of academia for so many years, untouched

by the harsh realities and cunning minds of

society.

But that was just how the world worked. There were no pure saints. Who can confidently thump their chest and

proclaim their own righteousness without a hint of doubt? If one can’t even consider themselves a saint, how can

they expect everyone else to be? Indeed, Chloe didn’t miss a beat with her words.