The Enticing CEO's Chosen Bride novel Chapter 1012

Chloe thought for a moment and decided that it made sense.

She hadn't had her first draw of the lot yet tonight. No matter how "lucky" she was, her luck should have run out by now, especially since this was her first time getting the first draw.

"You're right! I'll go first."

"Go ahead, try to leave some chances for the gentlemen behind."

Chloe pursed her lips lightly, reached out to pick a toothpick, hesitated mid-air for a moment, and finally picked one, closing her eyes before pulling it out.

Rose couldn't help but laugh, "You're so nervous. The odds are so small, you..."

Her words hung in the air as she stared intently at the toothpick in Chloe's hand, her lips twitching involuntarily.

Everyone else leaned in for a closer look, and a hush fell over the room. Kane whistled, "Whoa, game over, and it hasn't even started yet."

Chloe's heart sank as she opened her eyes to see the toothpick in her hand, broken in half. She took a deep breath and tossed the half-toothpick aside.

Game over.

Quite fitting, indeed. If she could draw it on the first try, her "luck" that had lasted all night was more than enough.

"Chloe, with your luck, you should go buy a lottery ticket..."

Chloe lightly brushed her forehead and said reluctantly, "You're right, I think I should go buy a lottery ticket. If I win the jackpot, I'll treat everyone to tons of penny candy."

"Hahaha, looking forward to it!" Rose clapped her hands, "...but for now, you need to go get some penny candy from next door."

Chloe let out a long sigh and stood up from the sofa, "I'll go, but don't get your hopes up."

As she stepped out of the room, Chloe instantly noticed Nathan, who was coming towards her, clutching his arm.

Nathan's handsome face was unscathed. Clearly, Damon had deliberately avoided leaving any marks on his face, only hitting his body. After all, they were in P City and it was a party tonight, a little dignity was necessary.

"Chloe, where are you going?" Nathan asked, looking pitiful, seemingly unfazed by the beating.

Chloe pinched the part of Nathan's arm he had been holding, causing him to wince in pain.

"Do you and Damon want to torture me?"

Chloe looked at him. "Do you really need to play drunk? You think your brother can't see through it?"

Nathan shrugged nonchalantly, "There's still a one in ten thousand chance, right?"

"Or maybe you think you really need a good beating, so you're looking for someone to do it?"

"...I must be out of my mind!"

Chloe smiled slightly, "Which private room did the waiter who just met Damon go into?"

"Why?"

"I need to borrow something."