The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride
Chapter 1776

Chapter 1776

Chapter 1776

"You!" Presley's face darkened instantly, feeling provoked and ready to lash out, but a frigid gaze from Alyssa silenced him.

Yes, he couldn't. He was here to make amends, not to argue. Closing his eyes, he took a deep breath before speaking again, “What do you want me to do? How should I act so that you will stop this?"

Alyssa's patience was wearing thin, “Are you deaf or just stupid that you can't understand what I'm saying?"

Presley's face twitched uncontrollably, his hand gripping his walking cane shaking.

Alyssa could probably quess that Presley was reaching his limit. From the moment he showed up again, she knew that her previous words hadn't convinced him to let her go.

Today, she had tried both kindness and harshness. If he still insisted on holding on, then he had only himself to blame. Moreover, she wasn't intentionally trying to provoke him. This was the truth.

“Presley, I've made it very clear. Do you think I left any room for us?"

Alyssa emphasized again, then laughed coldly, “Or perhaps you're just embarrassed about the divorce since it was my idea. Should I clarify to the press that I never wanted a divorce, but you insisted, and I was merely complying with your wishes? After all, you seem to enjoy kicking people out. You've kicked out your son, daughter-in-law, and even your grandson. Am I the only one left? That's fine. I don't mind. Kick me out too. It'll make you feel better."

She struggled to her feet, leaning heavily on her legs. “The divorce is inevitable. As for the details, you can decide. As long as we divorce, I don't care how it happens."

Presley looked at Alyssa, surprise flickering in his eyes. “You..."

“Are you referring to my legs? Yes, I've been working hard to recover for the sake of my two future great-grandchildren. Even though it's painful, I need to get better, so I can take care of them for a few more years. That's what grandparents should be doing. But you wouldn't understand. In your eyes, only the Harper family matters."

Presley's gaze lingered on Alyssa's legs. Hearing her words, he slowly looked up at her.

“You said two."

Alyssa gave him a mocking smile. "Who's been keeping it from you?"

Presley was silent, recalling the times when Damon and Chloe had mentioned their children in front of him.

From the time he went to see them before the Global Economic Summit and overheard their argument about naming the children at the restaurant, there were hints.

His face lit up at the thought, but then quickly darkened again.

Two great-grandchildren...

However, Alyssa watched his changing expressions, her face growing colder again, "I don't want to see you now. Please leave immediately. You better give me the divorce agreement voluntarily. Otherwise, when the court hearing comes, and we're declared divorced in front of all the media, won't that be more embarrassing for you?"

"Do you really want to take this step?” Presley asked solemnly.

"Do you think I've been talking shit all this time?"

Presley was taken aback by her crude language, but it only confirmed Alyssa's determination. There was no turning back.

He slowly stood up, closed his eyes, and let out a long sigh. After a while, he opened his eyes, stared Alyssa for a long time, and left the mansion silently.

Alyssa didn't know what he was thinking, but she had a feeling that Presley could no longer find a reason to continue fighting.

Hannah looked at Alyssa helplessly, "Madam, after all these years, why do you insist on this? Mr. Presley rarely admits his mistakes."

After many years of serving Alyssa, she knew that Presley still cared for her. Every few weeks, he would send over daily necessities, exotic items, and things that Alyssa liked.

Alyssa never said anything, but Hannah knew that she understood. He still loved her, but he just didn't know how to express it.

Hannah too had experienced countless arguments and disagreements with her husband. They had even considered divorce, but after calming down, they felt it was unnecessary. Especially since they had children.

They didn't want to cause psychological trauma or raise them in a single-parent family; they considered their children’s wellbeing. This mindset may not be correct in today's society, but which mother wouldn't want to consider their children's best interest?

If Alyssa hadn't been worried about the impact of her divorce on her son and daughter-in-law, there wouldn't be the situation they were in now, thirty years later.

All these years, she could've continued living her life, waiting for her beloved great-grandchildren’s arrival. This could also be a happy life.

Alyssa shook her head, "If I don't do this, he'll never realize how many things he has done wrong in his life and how outrageous his mistakes are."

"But there's no need to actually go through with the divorce..."

"No, I need to tell him that his actions are unforgivable and he has no chance to regret them. If I forgive him in the end, or if I back down, he might still think he has a way out. Hannah, he's made unforgivable mistakes. Why should I forgive him?"

Hannah was stunned. Yes, why should one forgive unforgivable mistakes?

Sometimes, there was no clear right or wrong in the world, and no simple choices. Many things contained great contradictions, making choices difficult.

In the following days, Alyssa didn't receive any divorce agreement from Presley. But the court hearing was approaching.

Chloe never thought that the matter would actually wind up in court.

Presley stubbornly resisted divorcing Alyssa, dragging the process on for much longer than expected. With his fiery temperament, Chloe had assumed he'd be infuriated into agreeing, yet he seemed to have no concern for his public image and was willing to take things to court.

On their way to the courthouse, Chloe asked Damon, "What on earth is Presley thinking? Does he not want to divorce, or is there something on Alyssa that he's desperately after?"

Damon pursed his lips. ‘I'm not sure. But when Grandma first moved out, she took nothing with her."

Chloe raised an eyebrow, lazily leaning into him as she pondered, "So, what is he up to? For a man who values his reputation, why would he let things escalate to court?"

Damor's thin lips tightened, and he flicked her forehead with a finger. ‘Can't you just relax and enjoy the ride?

Must you always be worrying?"

Chloe covered her slightly aching forehead, feigning anger at him. "You're so heartless."

Damon smirked. "Yep, Daddy has to be tough."

Chloe pouted. "So you're trying to turn me into a clueless princess, so you can kick me out one day?"

Damon frowned. "I think you need to be taught a lesson."

Chloe sat up straight, distancing herself from him, as she cradled her own belly, a pained look on her face.

"Don't worry, babies. Even if one day he really kicks us out, I'll take you with me, and find you a new daddy."

Damon's expression darkened, his long legs striding across Chloe's folded ones, swiftly pulling her back into his arms.

Chloe sat steadily in his embrace, her hands instinctively clutching onto his shirt. Before she could let out a gasp, his lips were on hers.

"How dare you!"

Chloe bit her own lip, casting him a reproachful glance.

"If you dare think about this again, I'll skin you alive."

Nate, sitting up front, was nearly driven mad by their lovey-dovey banter. There was no one in the world quite like these two.

Chloe couldn't help but smirk. "So aggressive! Regardless, if you ever bully me, I'll do just that."

Damon chuckled. “Just wait until these two little rascals come out. Then I'll show you..."

Chloe's cheeks turned red. This man, his words were too explicit. Burying her face in his chest, she bit her lip and fell silent.

Always pushing her luck, she had lost count of how many times she had been bested by him in a war of words.

She had sworn not to compete with him verbally, but she couldn't help herself.

Damon, the victor, looked at the shy woman hiding in his arms, feeling particularly good.

They quickly arrived at the courthouse. As soon as they stepped out of the car, they were surrounded by reporters.

The questions were all about the divorce of the two elders. Damon and Chloe, previously laughing and joking in the car, now wore poker faces, keeping a tight grip on their emotions as they moved forward.

At this moment, one was the unreachable, cold and indifferent CEO of Obsidian Corporation. The other was the intelligent and strong-willed CEO of Starlight International.

Although Chloe was pregnant, she still exuded an air of cold strength. Their cool demeanor made them a surprisingly perfect pair. Many were curious about the relationship dynamics of such dispassionate people.

Little did they know, these two cold, high-profile individuals were just moments ago caught up in sweet nothings and playful banter. The strong-willed woman was blushing and hiding in the man’s arms.

If these people knew the truth, they'd be flabbergasted, to say the least.

Nate had arranged for bodyguards to protect them at all times. They continued forward, and before long, another car pulled up to the courthouse. Damon and Chloe, standing on the steps of the courthouse, looked over.

Out stepped Elizabeth and Alyssa.

The reporters hesitated, before finally giving up on Damon and Chloe and swarming Alyssa and Elizabeth instead.

“Thank you all for your concern about this matter. Being here today is not something I wanted, but I have no choice. My stance is firm. As for what will unfold today and what the outcome will be, I cannot predict. Please be patient. There will be a resolution.” Alyssa’s words were light but clear, and many reporters’ questions were silenced by her dismissive tone.

“Alyssa, have you two talked privately? Or has Presley been absent all along?"

"We've spoken."

"So, he doesn't want a divorce? Or is there a dispute over assets between the two of you?"

Elizabeth coldly smirked, “If he's concerned about assets, I'm willing to leave with nothing."

Everyone could hear the determination in Alyssa's words.

Chloe, standing in front of Damon, suddenly thought of something and asked, "What have you been busy with these past few days?"

Damon raised an eyebrow, surprised by Chloe's sudden question. "Why do you ask?"

Chloe smirked, "I asked Azriel. You haven't been dealing with the company's affairs these past few days, but you've been visibly busy."

At her words, Damon furrowed his brows, casting a sidelong glance at her. "When did you get his contact information?"

Chloe's eyes flickered, landing on Alyssa in the distance. “I forgot."

With bodyguards leading the way, Elizabeth and Alyssa joined them, and Chloe gave the two women a smile.

They all entered the courthouse together.

In the waiting room, Alyssa looked tense, her face a bit unsightly.

Everyone kept their silence. Decisions always involved struggle and conflict. After decades together, to reach this point was emotionally challenging.

The atmosphere in the room was tense. It was only when court was in session that Alyssa stood, her expression blank, and left the room.

In the courtroom, the two elderly people sat facing each other.

Normally in divorce cases, there was an initial attempt at reconciliation, to avoid taking the final step if at all possible, especially considering the advanced age of the couple.

However, Alyssa cut off these conciliations decisively, "You all can save your breath. I'm sitting here, and I have no intention of backing out. Today, I'm here to get a divorce. Whatever demands he has, tell me. If he’s concerned about the property issue, then he need not worry. I can walk away with nothing but the clothes on my back. Any other conditions, I can agree to, as long as he agrees to divorce me."

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