The Enticing CEO's Chosen Bride novel Chapter 1272

Looking at that inevitable calm and confidence on Yasmine's face, Bryson was a little bewildered. Six years later, Yasmine indeed hadn't changed a bit.

Ms. Chloe was more and more like Yasmine as well.

"So, what's next?"

Yasmine pondered for a moment and said, "First, give me the files of your company. Then...Chloe should also be making moves, and that chick from the Alonso family won't be quiet either..."

Bryson nodded, "So Yasmine, you mentioned yesterday that you're planning to go to Y Country...are you thinking..."

"If they behave, I wouldn't want to." Yasmine picked up where Bryson left off. "But I won't let them use what doesn't belong to them to pressure Chloe. If they live peacefully, everyone would be happy, wouldn't that be nice?"

But they just wouldn't behave. Talking about making them kneel and apologize? Seriously, that was really audacious...

"Morning."

A lazy, husky voice came from the staircase. The two turned their heads to see Winston, dressed in casual clothes, lazily coming down the stairs.

Bryson's face was instantly filled with irritation and helplessness. "What time do you think it is? Still saying morning?!"

Winston, with one hand in his pocket, leaned on the sofa and glanced around the living room, "Well... Isn't Chloe not down yet?"

"You cheeky kid, that's Ms. Chloe..."

"It's okay, Bryson, you're always so stiff, names are meant to be called, let the youngsters be," Yasmine laughed.

"But really, why hasn't Chloe gotten up yet? Nevermind, she might be tired from beating people up at the engagement party yesterday. Let's have breakfast first."

However, it wasn't until close to noon that Chloe rubbed her sleepy eyes and came downstairs from upstairs. Yasmine was in the living room looking at the company documents Bryson had prepared. Seeing Chloe like this, she couldn't help but frown. "Do you normally look this unkempt? Or do you feel like giving up on life now that Damon is not here?"

Chloe, still in a daze, heard the voice and paused for a second. When her eyes landed on Yasmine, she was stunned for another two seconds before she finally came to her senses. She looked down at the cotton pajamas she was wearing. "What's unkempt about me?"

Mothers from other families would manage to hold back for a couple of days after their child came home before they started nitpicking. Why couldn't she even last 24 hours?

"So you're giving up on life?"

"Not at all."

Yasmine lowered her eyes and continued looking at the documents in her hands, "Go eat."

"Okay..." Chloe sighed, now there was one more person to nag her.

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In the hospital, Damon's eyelids just fluttered when a wailing voice sounded next to him.

"Damon, Damon, you're awake."

Damon furrowed his brows, even if he wasn't awake, he'd have woken him up!

Slowly opening his eyes, he saw a crowd surrounding his bed, staring at him, his face instantly darkened.

"Get out!" A low growl, successfully pulled at his wound, followed by a muffled groan.

"Damon, don't get agitated. Everyone is here to see you out of kindness...Damon, how do you feel? You shouldn't be having a fever anymore, right?"

Damon was getting annoyed by Nathan's nagging, but then he of the fever Nathan mentioned. His eyes scanned the hospital room; except for a few friends, there was no one else.

"Who was in my room last night?"

Nathan quickly said, "Me, me! Your brother, it was me."

Damon's eyes suddenly turned to him, "You? Was it you all along?"