The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride
Chatper 1671

Chatper 1671

Chapter 1671

Grace's knees buckled as she crumbled to the ground in shock. Cole shuffled out, appearing worn and aged in just a few days. His hair was almost completely gray.

"Damon, was it this woman who killed Wendy?" Cole asked, his eyes filled with despair.

Damon looked up at Cole, his face expressionless. "No, she died at the hands of the mob."

Chloe bit her lip, looking on silently..

Cole stared at Damon for a long moment before he burst into bitter laughter. "She just admitted it and you're still defending her? My daughter was a kidnapper, but she's a murderer!"

Damon smirked, and his voice was laced with sarcasm. ‘Feel free to tell the media and see if they believe you."

Cole's face contorted with anger and frustration as he realized the harsh truth. He had no evidence. Without proof, no one would believe that Chloe had killed Wendy. Especially since Wendy had kidnapped Yasmine, a fact witnessed by many in the city center.

In the face of these undeniable truths, anyone who heard that Chloe had killed Wendy would probably applaud her for it. The area where it happened was a notorious crime zone, after all. Even if she had killed someone there, what could they do? Without evidence, the law couldn't touch her.

Damon was banking on this.

Cole took a deep breath. His disappointment in Wendy was evident, but she was still his daughter, his little girl.

The thought of her death was unbearable.

“What about Wendy?" Cole asked, as his voice choked up with sorrow. "Even if she did...didn't you bring her back...for old times’ sake?"

Damon stood unmoved. "Any affection I had for her was used up long ago. I didn't have the energy to bring back a burden from that place.

"Damon!" Presley, who had been silent till now, finally exploded. "Have you lost your humanity? Look at the woman you've chosen! She's a murderer!"

"Enough!" Damon's voice was ice-cold.

"No one here has the right to judge her. Perhaps only you could remain indifferent upon hearing of your own son's death."

At these words, Presley swayed, his face turning deathly pale. “You...what are you saying?"

Damon's gaze was icy, devoid of any warmth. "I Know what kind of woman she is. You don't need to interfere. If you don't understand her, keep your mouth shut."

"You...

"Damon, watch your language! The man standing in front of you is your grandfather, not just anybody! Is this how you should talk to him? You're being absolutely unreasonable, all for the sake of a stranger!" Robin's voice was heavy with disappointment as he chastised Damon.

“A stranger?” Damon's lips curved into a mocking smile. "Since when did the Alonso family become so close to the Harper family?” He was referring to the time when his grandfather had stripped him of his management rights over the Harper family for the sake of the Alonso family.

Robin was left speechless. "That...was for your own good."

"That's not for you to decide. I know what's good or bad for me. If you're here because of Wendy, I've made it clear. The whole incident started with her, so stop trying to shift the blame. Not pinning her crimes on you is already showing you respect."

Grace suddenly burst into sobs again. "Wendy, my baby girl, give me back my daughter! Damon...you...you Harpers...you'll get your comeuppance! Chloe is a murderer, and you'll pay for this!"

Damon's brow furrowed. "Nate!"

Nate immediately stepped forward, directing the bodyguards to escort Grace and Cole out without hesitation.

Afterward, Damon and Chloe turned to leave.

“Stop right there!" Presley's voice, filled with anger, echoed through the room. Seeing Damon ignore him, he roared, “The Harper family raised you. Is this how you repay us? Damon, think about all the effort and expectations I had for you. What's so special about this woman that you're willing to abandon the Harper family, and even lose your humanity for her?"

Chloe glanced at the man beside her, only to see his face remained cold as he continued to walk away, her hand in his.

"If your investment in me only requires unconditional repayment, then you'll be disappointed. Don't keep bringing up the Harper family. What you value, I may not."

“Everything you have now is thanks to the Harper family!"

“Then, when the Harper family is gone, we'll see if I'm left with nothing."

"You arrogant fool!” Presley seethed. His anger was palpable, but Damon merely left him with a calm, indifferent silhouette.

As Grace and Cole were escorted out, Grace's cries filled the air, echoing throughout the room. Nate shook his head, saying, "Mr. Alonso, Mrs. Alonso, rather than causing a scene here, perhaps you should consider bringing her back for a proper burial."

Grace's sobs abruptly stopped. She grabbed Nate's hand, pleading, “Nate, tell me, Wendy isn't really dead, is she? They were lying, weren't they?"

Nate shook his head. "Those places are inherently chaotic, the kind that everyone gives a wide berth. The frequent upheavals and innocent bystanders getting caught up are all part of the package. My condolences, though."

Resigned to her fate, Grace let go of Nate and collapsed onto the floor. Emerging from behind, Damon and Chloe skirted around them and got into the car. With a resigned sigh, Nate took one last look at Grace, and his expression was filled with pity.

“Regardless, you should first focus on retrieving Ms. Alonso. Her body is in a warehouse there. If we act promptly, you should be able to locate it. Otherwise, you may not be able to find her anymore. That place gets piled up the bodies, and... they get rid of them in a bonfire..."

Finishing his sentence, he quickly climbed into the car, took the driver's seat, and started the engine. He glanced at Damon through the rear-view mirror. "Sir, are we really going to do this?"

Damon responded with a nonchalant, "Hm. If not, we'll never find peace. I don't have the patience to deal with them."

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