The Enticing CEO's Chosen Bride novel Chapter 1739

Chloe had been trying every trick in the book to cheer up a certain sulky individual these past few days.

She was so busy that she had even given up her usual visits to the palace.

Her sole focus was on Damon.

And Damon, at this moment, was about to lose his cool.

Not because he was being pursued by Chloe, but

he was a little overwhelmed by Chloe's current behavior.d2

Every day, whether she was sitting, lying down, standing, or walking, as long as she had the chance, she would hold her phone with a seriousness that surpassed any business meeting.

The rest of the time, she would hover around him, speaking things that he simply couldn't understand.

At this rare moment of peace, he was sitting in his study, signing a few documents. As soon as he put down his pen, Chloe's image invaded his mind relentlessly. He couldn't help but smile as he reflected on her unusual behavior over the last few days. A smile of enjoyment grew across his lovely face as he shook his head helplessly.

She was indeed busy.

If she wasn't busy around him, she was running around in his head.

However, at this moment, the Ms. Chloe who was bustling about in his mind suddenly opened the door to the study. Seeing Damon sitting there watching her, she squinted and smiled, shuffling over to him in her slippers.

"Damon."

She called his name in a gentle and pleasing tone, her obsequious demeanor all too obvious.

Raising an eyebrow, Damon watched her warily.

Chloe perched on his desk, smiling at him, her pearly teeth dazzling in the light.

"Finished with work? Let me tell you a joke."

Damon grimaced, straightened up, and quickly picked up the pen he had just put down.

"I haven't finished my work yet."

Chloe reached out and held Damon's right hand, "If you haven't finished, you must be tired. Take a break, and I’ll tell you a joke to relax."

Damon was speechless.

Here we go again.

Ever since returning from the manor last time, she had been following him around like being possessed. If she was not pestering him with lame jokes, she was suddenly cracking a cold joke herself.

Lame jokes were not his forte, and every time she left him in a state of confusion.

And the key was that he wasn't allowed to have no reaction.

Seeing that Damon remained silent, resigning himself to his fate, Chloe cleared her throat and began:

"Did you hear about the $5,000,000 Lottery?"

Damon raised an eyebrow, his forehead furrowed as he looked up at her.

Chloe continued, "The winner gets $5 a year for a million years.. Ha, ha, ha."

Damon was speechless.

Chloe bent over laughing, and it was clear she wasn't faking it.

What was so funny about that?

Was it really worth her laughing like this?

He sighed helplessly. What on earth had this woman been through recently?!

When Chloe finally stopped laughing and saw Damon's impassive, indifferent expression, her laughter gradually faded.

She furrowed her brows and glared at him, "Why aren't you laughing? Isn't it funny?"

Damon looked up at her, his dark eyes shimmering with light.

Seeing Chloe's expression growing more and more unpleasant, he sighed, and picked up his phone from the desk next to him.

Chloe's inseparable phone rang a few seconds later.

She glanced at the screen. It was a message from Damon.

She looked at Damon suspiciously, opened the message, and her mouth fell open in surprise.

"You have received $5,000,000."