The Enticing CEO's Chosen Bride novel Chapter 1231

A deep voice suddenly came from the doorway.

People turned towards the door, and Damon stepped in, looking serious as he gave his coat to the servant beside him. He was dressed in an expensive suit that perfectly accentuated his figure, striding into the living room with his long legs.

Wendy stood up, her gaze following his figure. The fresh vibe he had sent her heart racing.

“Damon.”

Damon looked at her, his stern face turning even colder. Then his eyes directly fell onto Chloe.

Rose released her clenched fist; it seemed it wasn't her time to shine. She smiled, and suddenly said, “Mr. Harper, your wife has stirred up some trouble! How do you feel, surprised, thrilled, happy?”

Was she kidding? Chloe gave Rose a side glance. She was almost molested, how could he be happy? Didn't she see his expression?

As expected, Damon’s face turned even colder, his gaze towards Chloe more cautious. “What happened?”

Chloe was forced to say, "The guy had bad intentions, but I did something before he could."

Damon walked up to her, reaching out to take her hand.

“I want to know what you guys talked about.” He glanced at her delicate, soft palm.

Chloe gave a smile. “I’m not hurt.”

Damon ignored her words, only when he saw her smooth palm without any signs of injury, did he let out a sigh of relief, holding her hand.

The elders present couldn't bear to watch this scene. Wendy was so angry, and she stood there, fuming at the two who didn't shy away from showing their intimacy. She clenched her fists, the pain in her fingertips making her break out in a cold sweat.

“He wanted me to go with him, I refused. He also gifted me a whip, saying I looked good whipping people in West Valley…”

Rose burst out laughing. Grace and Wendy's faces turned even more gloomy. Who else did she whip in West Valley, wasn't it obvious?

“Ms. Alonso, it seems your cousin, has a good taste.”

“And then?”

“Then he…”

Chloe paused, then Rhys said…

“In a nutshell, he deserved to be beaten.”

Damon glanced at her, pulled out his phone and made a call. The call was simple, just one sentence, "You all come in."

Then, within a minute, a group of people neatly entered the living room. All were Chloe's bodyguards.

Chloe pouted, thinking, they were all outside the reception room, what could they know?

“What did they talk about today, how did they start to fight?”

The lead bodyguard lowered his head, said immediately,