The Enticing CEO's Chosen Bride novel Chapter 1036

Rose tucked her hands in her trench coat pockets, shaking her head lightly. "Megan isn't on board. But Morrison is the groom-to-be. If he doesn't wanna tie the knot, Megan can't call the shots, no matter how controlling she is."

Chloe stole a glance at Rose through the elevator mirror, pursed her lips a bit, and then kept silent.

Once they reached Chloe's office and shrugged off their coats, Chloe asked her secretary to fetch some books from the company's reading room for Rose.

The rest was a breeze. Rose parked herself on the couch and got lost in her books while Chloe was busy grinding away at work.

The office had a chill vibe. Every now and then, a secretary would pop in to give updates, but Rose wouldn't even bat an eye.

Whenever things settled down, Chloe would catch a glimpse of Rose, quietly engrossed in her book. This woman, a beauty queen since her young days, knew how to doll herself up and was the apple of everyone's eye in school. She was so flamboyant and confident.

To her suitors, she was a stone-cold rejector. But when it came to her crush on Morrison, she had taken a hit.

Once she asked Rose, "Among all the guys who were after you, there were plenty who were born with a silver spoon in their mouth and were decent blokes too. Why were you only into Morrison?"

To which Rose shot back, "Would you feel disgusted if Lance touched you?"

All Chloe managed to do was blush and shake her head, without uttering a word.

The two of them always had heaps to talk about, including love and sex, which often strayed into adult topics. In high school, it was no biggie for couples to get frisky. It was even more commonplace in college. But Chloe and Lance hardly had any physical contact.

Rose said, "I couldn’t be with them. Just the thought of them touching me made me sick. But with Morrison, I didn’t feel that way. Because I liked him, I could accept whatever he did.”

She added, “Chloe, if I can’t be with Morrison in this lifetime, I might stay single forever. I can’t stand anyone else touching me. What do you reckon I should do?”

“Perhaps you haven’t met the right guy yet. Time changes everything. Maybe you’ll meet someone you can gradually accept.” That’s how Chloe responded back then.

Maybe Morrison wasn’t her Mr. Right after all.

Just then, someone knocked on the office door. Snapped back to reality, Chloe replied, and the door opened. A tall figure stepped in. He was always the center of attention, with an exceptional aura, as if he was always bathed in a dazzling light, no matter where he went.

“Tomorrow I’m flying to Paris. Anything you need me to bring back?”

Winston, with one hand tucked into his suit pants pocket, looked straight at Chloe but made for the couch. Then he spotted Rose sitting on the couch.

He paused in his tracks. Rose looked up, saw him, and gave him a faint smile. Winston nodded faintly in response and sat down on the other end of the couch.

“Nothing really.” Chloe put a pause to her work and turned to him, “Yeah, just make sure to take care of them when Jeanette arrives.”

“Sure.”

Rose flashed a faint smile. “Remember to wear our company’s perfume. Consider it a form of promotion.”

Winston shot her a glance. “So, you’re the kind of businesswoman who always sees a business opportunity?”

“Seems like you have a skewed understanding of businesspeople.”

Winston gave a faint smirk.

“Are you free right now?” Chloe gave Winston a look, asking.

“The fashion week is tomorrow. I’ve wrapped up today’s work.”

Chloe pulled out a file. “Perfect. I’ve got a meeting. You can take Rose out for a bit.”

Winston and Rose both looked at Chloe.

Chloe looked up at Winston. “Go anywhere. Just make sure to drop her back before clocking out.”

Winston gave Chloe a hard look for a few seconds before standing up and saying to Rose,

“Let’s go.”

Rose stood up too. “Since there’s nothing to do, let's hit the mall and check out our perfume sales."

Chloe nodded, "Good idea."

Rose's eyes twinkled with mischief.