The Enticing CEO's Chosen Bride novel Chapter 1603

Royce nodded, neither confirming nor denying Chloe's statement. How long had Robin been suppressing his ambitions? And now, to take over the company, he had been going through all this trouble.

"If you want to follow this path, then go ahead. If something goes wrong, someone will surely take the fall for you."

Chloe gave a slight smile and a nod. The person he was referring to was, of course, Damon. It seemed that Damon had inherited his father's penchant for spoiling women. It looked like father and son would have plenty to talk about in the future.

"...What are you two blabbering about? Move aside, move aside..."

Elizabeth had been wanting to interrupt their conversation but hadn't found the right moment. Now, finding a gap in their conversation, she quickly pushed Royce away. "Chloe and I are the perfect duo right now, okay? Why are you talking to her so much? Chloe, Chloe, you must take good care of yourself, and my chubby grandson. Oh, my grandson is gonna be my little lucky star..."

Elizabeth was unhappy with Royce hogging her time with her daughter-in-law. She pushed him aside and eagerly started a conversation with Chloe.d2

Elizabeth’s warmth warmed Chloe's heart, her smile was gentle and affectionate. No wonder her father-in-law adored her mother-in-law so much. She was such a kind and lovely woman, even she wanted to spoil her.

"I will take good care of myself; you don’t need to worry." She reassured Elizabeth softly.

Elizabeth nodded with a satisfied smile.

"Hey, why are you still here? I want to chat with my daughter-in-law..."

"It's time for breakfast." Royce's deep voice echoed.

"I don't want to eat... I'm busy chatting with my daughter-in-law."

"Eat first, and chat later."

"No..."

"Elizabeth!"

"You dare to scold me?! You...Chloe, look at him. He bullies me, just because he's handsome!"

Chloe was both amused and confused by Elizabeth's outburst. Was this a quarrel or a compliment? Royce was also at his wits' end with his whimsical wife.

Elizabeth’s crying was clearly fake. Her anger might not be real either, but even with her fake crying and relentless nagging, he was at a loss. Over the years, he had never found a way to truly restrain her. With her, he was truly hopeless.

"I didn't scold you, sweetheart. Let's have breakfast first."

"But I want to chat with my daughter-in-law." Elizabeth grumbled.