The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride
Chapter 1752

Chapter 1752

Chapter 1752

One brow raised, she took yet another bite of her bagel.

Alyssa split another one and placed it in front of her, "Have one more, with cream cheese."

Elizabeth peeled a hard-boiled egg and handed it to her, "Don't forget your protein."

The maid who came to report stood there, her expression somewhat peculiar. She had long known that Presley had a bad temper; even the mere mention of him by the household staff made them pale. And all the recent events had had some pretty adverse effects on the Harper family and Damon. Now that Presley had come storming over in person, how can they remain so calm?b2 "Madam, are you not intending to go out and greet him?"

Alyssa frowned, "What's he to me that I should go out and greet him? This isn't his Harper Mansion, and he's certainly not welcome here. He can go back to wherever he came from.” Her icy voice, laced with anger, echoed with a force that was impossible to ignore.

Just as the old man, who had been escorted into the living room by the maid, heard this, his already sour expression darkened further.

The maid flinched, trembling as she said, "But that's Mr. Presley."

“Even if it were the king himself, he wouldn't be more important than my granddaughter-in-law’'s breakfast. If he can wait, let him wait. If he can't, tell him to get lost. I don't have to put up with his unpleasantness."

The maid nearly collapsed in fright at Alyssa's words. In her mind, Alyssa had always been gentle and elegant, always amiable to Elizabeth and Chloe. She could never have imagined that Alyssa would say something so fierce.

Chloe, chewing on her bagel, was also taken aback by Alyssa's outburst. After all these years, how had she and Presley managed to live together in harmony? She had always thought her grandma was a kind and loving person. Well, the women of the Harper family weren'‘t to be trifled with.

"Careful. Have some juice.” Elizabeth's soft voice rang out, reminding Chloe.

Chloe obeyed, sipping her juice obediently.

The more Elizabeth saw of Chloe, the more she liked her. When she had first met Chloe, Chloe had seemed somewhat lost, but it was clear she was usually a quiet, distant sort of person. In fact, outside of the house, Chloe was still the formidable businesswoman. But who could have guessed that such a cold, stern woman could be so soft and sweet at home?

“My daughter-in-law is so polite and beautiful. What good deeds did that brat do in his past life to deserve you?"

Alyssa scoffed, "It was all thanks to me. Without me, they might never have crossed path. And you wouldn't have such an outstanding daughter-in-law, and you wouldn't be about to become a grandma."

Elizabeth chuckled, "Right, right. Thank you for playing matchmaker for Damon and Chloe. When your great-grandsons are born, we'll make sure the first word they learn is ‘great-grandma’"

Presley, looking sullen in the living room, twitched at Elizabeth's words. He glanced towards the kitchen, then slowly and quietly moved closer, leaning on his cane. The nearby maid just glanced at him, puzzled.

Elizabeth's words, however, made Alyssa chuckle. She raised a hand like a schoolgirl and declared, “I want to pick the names for my great-grandchildren."

Chloe hesitated a moment, thinking about the babies’ name. She wondered what Damon's thoughts might be.

“How about we let you pick the nickname?" Elizabeth suggested, clearly reluctant. She was afraid Alyssa might choose something like ‘Bobby’, ‘Johnny’ or ‘Tommy’ - what a nightmare that would be.

“No way! As the elder, it's my right to choose the names. Don't worry, I'll think of a few good ones, and you can choose from those."

Elizabeth pouted, "How about you let me have one, you get one, and I get one."

While the two were chatting, Chloe had finished her second bagel and was sipping her juice. She spoke up quietly, "What about Damon and me?"

Alyssa and Elizabeth turned to her, almost in unison, “That's simple. Have a few more kids, and whichever name you like best, keep it in mind for them."

Chloe was speechless. So they were suggesting having kids just to use the names they liked? Wasn't that a strange idea?

“Anyway, I'm claiming a name for my great-grandchildren in advance."

"I'm claiming one too."

Hearing his great-grandchildren's name being claimed, Presley, who had been hiding by the door, furrowed his brows and coughed loudly to make his presence known. They all turned to look at him, their smiles cooling.

"You..." Presley had barely bequn to speak when they all turned their backs to him, ignoring him completely. His mustache quivered with indignation, "What sort of attitude is this?!"

Alyssa and Elizabeth didn't respond.

Chloe, however, was sitting opposite the dining room door, looking straight at the old man with a hint of coldness and derision in her eyes.

Presley squinted at her, "What are you looking at? Feeling pretty pleased with yourself, aren't you?"

Chloe's lips curved into a cold smile, "You're mistaken. I was just thinking about our babies’ names. It has nothing to do with you.

Presley's face darkened further, "The names of the Harper family's offspring are not for you to decide!"

There was a loud crash as a china bowl shattered at Presley's feet. Chloe was startled by the sudden sound.

Before she could react, she heard Alyssa's icy voice: "What the hell are you talking about!"

Elizabeth held Chloe's hand, comforting her.

“You ...” Presley did not expect her to suddenly explode, and in front of so many kids. He felt a bit embarrassed for a moment. “Are you out of your mind!?"

“You are the one who's lost their minds.” Alyssa continued to reprimand angrily, “What do you mean it's not up to Chloe to name the Harper family’s descendants? What Chloe's babies have anything to do with you? What are you doing here trying to mark your territory? You think you're so superior? Go back to your Harper's Mansion and flex your machismo! They may cater to you, but we certainly don't have to. Who here has anything to do with you?! You're just looking for trouble and causing drama?"

Chloe's mouth dropped open in disbelief, unable to close for a long moment. Was this the grandmother she remembered?

Presley's face turned a shade of livid flush at her words, his body trembling in rage. "You have really gone too far. The babies in her belly are Damon's, and that makes them Harpers."

"Dont flatter yourself!” Alyssa cut him off, “What does Damon have to do with you? Why would his babies have anything to do with the Harper family? Since you're so great, how about you have a great-grandchild for the Harper family yourself! We don't have any Harper family descendants here."

Presley was unable to counter Alyssa's rapid-fire rebukes; she always had the upper hand, not even letting him get a word in. He could only point at her, his finger trembling in anger.

“You... you're simply..."

“Out!"

Alyssa's face was cold as she again dismissed him without any mercy.

Chloe's face burned in embarrassment; this spectacle was unlike anything she had ever witnessed before. She even felt a bit apprehensive about looking at Presley's face. Surely any man would feel humiliated being treated like this by a woman?

Glancing at Elizabeth sitting next to her, she saw a look of indifference, as if she was used to such scenes.

Could it be that these confrontations between the two elders were a common occurrence in the past?

Regardless, Alyssa had certainly opened her eyes today.

As for the old man’s sudden visit today, Chloe had a quess at his intentions. No one visited without a reason.

Either he was here because the reputation of the Harper family and Damon had suffered a significant blow and he wanted to settle the score with her, or he was here for the babies in her belly. After all, the babies did carry the Harper family blood. Because of them, he might be willing to acknowledge her relationship with Damon, giving him an opportunity to appear magnanimous, possibly even expecting her to be grateful for his “generosity”. Knowing him, he would never admit his mistakes.

But Alyssa's unexpected intervention shattered his plans, leaving no room for negotiation. He may believe that allowing her into the Harper family was a great favor, but Alyssa made it clear that they weren't interested in his family at all.

Was there anything left to discuss? There was absolutely no room left for him to state his case.

Chloe bit her lip and remained silent, not saying a word. The room was eerily quiet, everyone holding their breath.

“Why are you still standing there blocking the way? I'll tell you, Presley, you may think the Harper family is more important than anything else, and that's fine. I can't control that, but I will not allow you to ruin my grandson's life in any way. Go back and take care of your Harper Group, we are content with our ordinary, mundane lives."

Alyssa's voice was no longer as cold and furious as before, now it was calm, as if the previous outburst had never happened.

Presley looked at her coldly, "You women, content with an ordinary, mundane life, you're selfish!"

Suddenly pointing at Chloe, his voice filled with anger, "How can you be sure that men think the same? How can men allow you to live such ordinary, mundane lives without anything? Are you too naive or too foolish to think the world is so beautiful? Without wealth and power, where is the peace and tranquility?

“Have you ever thought about a man's dignity? Have you ever considered their ambitions and aspirations?

Damon gave up the Harper family for you, and now people can freely criticize, mock and ridicule him. Who dared to speak ill of him in the past?

“Alyssia, after all these years, perhaps I've protected you too well and that's why you're still so naive."

Alyssa's face was cold and her lips tightly pressed. Presley looked at her with a face full of sorrow, “Damon is now so lost because of his love for this woman. Have you ever thought about what his children will face when they are born? Do you also want his children to live a life as ordinary as his father?!"

“You don't need to worry about me." Just as the old man finished speaking, a cold and indifferent voice echoed from behind. Everyone turned to look, only to see Damon standing there in his suit and tie.

"What did you say? You're still not reflecting on your actions?! What do you think your current situation will leave for your children?!"

"l'll certainly have something that will make them absolutely proud. They will have everything that I can provide with, You don't need to remind me. If you're still here with the same Harper family supremacist attitude, then there's no need for you to say anything more."

“You're really stubborn!" Presley was disappointed. After so long, reality had not brought about any change in him. How sad.

After a while, he chuckled, “So young and reckless, you think you have enough talent, right? I know she is now the princess of ¥ Country, which can save you a few years of hard work, but to achieve the status of the Harper family today, even if you have talents and help, I'm afraid it will take you several decades. You want to give your kids something to be proud of. Talking big, aren't you?"

Presley finished speaking, walked over to Damon, and looked at him with cold eyes. "Look at your current situation, being ridiculed like that, how does it feel? Don't you realize what you've lost since leaving the Harper family?"

Damon looked at the old man with an indifferent gaze, and spoke calmly, "The Harper clan is all well and good, but frankly, I don't find it worth my time to constantly hear of its grandeur. And I don't see anything in the current Harper family that's worth your pride.

"Once I decided to leave the Harper family, I never thought I'd crawl back because I couldn't survive. So don't try

to tempt me with how powerful the it is - to be honest, everything about the Harpers is unattractive to me."

Presley's hand, clutching his cane, was tight, making his entire body tremble. His facial muscles twitched uncontrollably.

"Fine. You really are stubborn. I'm waiting for the day you come back begging."

Damon chuckled lightly, a dismissive smile in his dark eyes, looking at the old man somewhat helplessly. "Rest assured, that day will never come.’

His simple words, however, conveyed absolute arrogance and confidence.

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