The Enticing CEO's Chosen Bride novel Chapter 1020

"I'm here to pick you up for work. The security guards in this community are really tough nuts to crack. I had no choice but to call a cab in."

He raised his hand and lightly patted the top of the taxi. "Today, I'm driving a Pagani. Just pretend this taxi is a Pagani, okay?"

A smirk crept onto Damon's face as he glanced at the Volkswagen in front of him.

Treating a Volkswagen like a Pagani… Calling him a fool would be a compliment!

It wasn't long before Stanley strode forward, handing Chloe the bouquet in his hands.

"Here, this is for you!"

The temperature around them seemed to drop suddenly, carrying a hint of warning. Chloe chuckled and shook her head. "I don't want flowers…"

As she spoke, she subconsciously glanced at the bouquet, her voice gradually trailing off.

Seeing her reaction, Stanley's eyebrows shot up. "What do you think? Like it, huh?"

Chloe pursed her lips, slowly reaching out to accept the bouquet. "Um… thank you."

Damon's face turned icy cold. Chloe turned her head and gave him an awkward smile. "I don't usually accept flowers, but this should be okay, right?"

Damon frowned at the bouquet Chloe was holding. His handsome face twitched unwillingly. He looked up at Stanley, who was grinning like a fool.

He thought bringing flowers that might be rejected, so he choosed something that Chloe might not refuse.

Alright, he needed to reevaluate this man's emotional quotient. Who would've thought to wrap penny candy in a bouquet? What a manipulative…

Frowning, he pulled out his phone and texted Nate—

[What's the word for a woman who's manipulative?]

Nate, who was enjoying a leisurely breakfast because he didn't have to pick up Damon and Chloe, spat out his milk when he saw the text.

Who was Damon talking about?

Could it be Ms. Chloe? No way, right?

Was it Wendy? Or was it Keira who was still in the hospital? It certainly couldn’t be Ms. Chloe… right?

He replied nervously—

[A scheming bitch?]

[Hmm. ]

Nate wiped his mouth and looked up at the sky, perplexed.

What would the weather be like today?

Damon wasn’t the Damon he used to be…

Damon looked at his phone, then at Stanley, a smug smile on his face. Scheming bitch!

Chloe checked the time, then walked to his car, parked nearby. The cars were parked side by side, both Damon and Stanley watched Chloe anxiously. It seemed as if they would skin her alive if she made the wrong choice.

Chloe rubbed her forehead, looking up at Stanley. "Do you have any plans today?"

"I was planning to go to your company."

Chloe closed her mouth and headed towards the taxi.

Stanley beamed, tossing his hair triumphantly at Damon. You fool!

Damon gripped the steering wheel tightly, his knuckles turning white at Chloe and Stanley's actions. Just as he was about to honk angrily, he noticed Chloe hadn't gotten into the taxi. She leaned into the passenger seat, then stepped out.

She then pulled Stanley's sleeve and walked towards Damon's car. They both climbed into the back seat of Damon's Bentley.

"He's going my way anyway; you might as well join."

Stanley looked reluctant. "Why should I ride in his car? His driving isn't that great!"

"Are you in or out? If you're out, I'm going alone."