The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride
Chapter 78

As Chloe descended the stairs, Alyssa and Hannah were nervously peered upward from the bottom.

They were all fretting over the possibility of some mishap upstairs.

"Chloe, is your chat over? Did that lad give you any trouble?" the old lady inquired.

Chloe could still feel the heat in her cheeks, leaving her somewhat flustered.

"No, Grandma." She lowered her head, lifting her hand to tuck a stray lock of hair behind her ear, masking her awkwardness through the action.

Alyssa watched Chloe's every move, revealing a slow, meaningful smile.

However, as Damon's tall, slender figure gradually appeared behind Chloe, her smile faded, and she asked curtly, "Didn't you have work to do? What brought you back?" "Grandma doesn't want me back?" Damon lightly chuckled, casually skimming past Chloe's shoulder to the old lady.

Alyssa gritted her teeth, forcing out, "Dinner's ready!"

Feeling Damon draw near, Chloe hurriedly descended the stairs.

Seeing Chloe blatantly avoiding him, a slight smirk tugged at Damon's lips as he, too, made his way downstairs.

With dinner over, it was getting late.

As Chloe prepared to leave, Alyssa wore a gloomy look.

"Or... you could stay over tonight, Chloe. We have plenty of empty rooms. The bed is massive and comfy, especially the one furthest in on the second floor."

Chloe chuckled, "No need, Grandma."

Such a cute old lady.

Exiting the mansion, Damon followed closely.

Stopping at the doorway, Chloe told Damon, "I drove myself. You don't need to see me off."

"I won't rest easy. I'll drive you home, and Nate can drive your car."

"Can I say no?"

"I say no to your no. Give your keys to Nate."

As he spoke, he steered Chloe toward the Bentley parked out front.

His tone was calm but clearly left no room for refusal.

Suchan unjust man.

Although his hand was around her waist, there was no suggestive undercurrent.

Chloe understood the etiquette, but his hand, intentionally or not brushing against her waist, still made her slightly uneasy.

They'd reached the car by now, and Damon smoothly opened the door next to Chloe.

Applying slight pressure on her waist, he glanced at her, signaling her to get in.

Nate jogged over and stood respectfully to the side. Chloe hesitated briefly before handing him the keys.

"Thanks for the trouble."

"No problem, ma'am... Miss Chloe."

With all that had happened today, the idea of Chloe as his potential Boss' wife had firmly taken root in his mind.

Chloe didn't mind. She looked up at Damon, who was waiting for her, then got into the car.

Damon closed the door, and walked over to the driver's seat and got in.

Nate strode, over to Chloe's car, unlocked another car, hopped in, and immediately drove off.

Damon slowly drove, following behind Nate.

Throughout the trip, the two didn't exchange a word. Chloe was still somewhat uneasy about what had transpired in his room.

The man beside her still had a powerful presence. Chloe inadvertently turned to look at him, realizing he was quite handsome, and everything he did pleased to her eyes.

Sitting there, hands on the steering wheel, was an ordinary gesture, but Damon's casual demeanor, his beautiful eyes focused on the road ahead, made him much more attractive than most.

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