The Enticing CEO's Chosen Bride novel Chapter 1764

Robin just nodded, grinning like a Cheshire cat. "Of course."

The others remained silent, clearly affected by the situation.

Everyone was eager to see their businesses thrive and prosper. They wanted to get along with the Harpers, but they were even more eager to maintain good relations with the Obsidian Corporation.

In this dog-eat-dog world, everyone wanted to ally themselves with the truly powerful. They were well aware of the Harper's and Obsidian's rivalry and secretly delighted in it. As long as the two powerhouses didn't join forces and leave them in the dust, they were more than happy to see them at odds. And they were trying to play both ends against the middle, hoping to manoeuvre smoothly between the two giants.

In this world, might was right and connections were everything. Building relationships was crucial not only in politics but also in business. Otherwise, there wouldn't be departments of foreign affairs and PR departments in corporations.

Take Damon, for instance. Even though he didn't have much to his name, he managed to snag Ms. Summers of Starlight International and hence, managed to land a spot in the prestigious Global Economic Summit.d2

No one expected that the Harpers would extend an olive branch to the Obsidian Corporation today.

Such a pity.

Everyone's thoughts were all over the place, their gaze shifting to Damon. Although no words were spoken, the looks exchanged were clear as day.

It was common knowledge that the patriarch of the Harper family had recently held a press conference that sounded like he was severing ties with Damon. However, judging by his reaction today, he clearly wasn't ready to let go of his grandson.

His every word and action showed his concern for Damon. Although his words were often laced with sarcasm, they did reveal a certain stance. Since he still considered Damon his grandson, everyone had witnessed Damon openly offending Mr. Azriel.

Mr. Azriel didn't reject the idea of negotiating with the Harpers after the summit. So, the sincerity of his words was anyone's guess.

Everyone understood this, and there was no way Robin couldn't see through it. After a moment of contemplation, Robin took a few steps forward and spoke to Damon. "Damon, you're aware that your grandfather's actions were driven by his high expectations of you. No matter what, you're still a Harper. Since the Harper family might form a friendly relationship with Obsidian, I believe Mr. Azriel won't hold it against the Harper family if you apologize to him for your earlier actions."

Everyone nodded in agreement. That made sense. If the two families wanted to collaborate, it was only right for Damon to swallow his pride and apologize to the CEO of Obsidian.

Damon furrowed his brows and shot a cold glance at Azriel, who seemed to be enjoying the show.

Chloe, however, was amused by Robin's words. "Has the Harper family become so humble just for a successful cooperation with Obsidian? Are they so afraid the deal might fall through that they're making the guy they kicked out apologize?"

Upon hearing this, Robin's brows knitted together. "Damon offended Mr. Azriel because of you, Ms. Summers."

Chloe raised an eyebrow. "Is that so? But I see no need to apologize."

"You..."

"Damon, if you still consider yourself a Harper, then go apologize to Mr. Azriel." Presley finally spoke, his icy gaze fixed on Damon. "If you're still upset about my past actions, I admit that I let my emotions get the best of me. I could apologize to you if you want. But today, you must apologize to Mr. Azriel."

Indeed, he didn't want to lose his grandson. Some of his past actions were indeed driven by anger. When he had cooled down, he realized that he had been too impulsive.

Now was the perfect opportunity. He could show Damon what it felt like to bow down to the powerful, and also find a reason to apologize for his past actions.

Damon was still his grandson. He could not afford to lose his grandson over a woman. Otherwise, he would be the only loser.

Nathan rolled his eyes. "Grandpa, it's the Harper family who wants to cozy up to Obsidian, not my brother. Since you still consider him your grandson, have you ever thought that your decision is no different from begging Obsidian for mercy? How desperate is our family to stoop so low just to cooperate with Obsidian? Aren't you feel ashamed?"

Presley shot him a furious glance. "Keep your mouth shut if you don't understand anything! Does he even have any dignity left? Look at him, he's a laughing stock! I'm doing him a favour by acknowledging him as a Harper. He still wants to be ungrateful and act against me?"

This old man really had a high opinion of himself. Nathan was so frustrated that he didn't bother responding.

"That woman is carrying Mr. Azriel's child, and you're still in denial. How does it feel right now? Is it pleasant?"

Azriel, who had been silent till now, couldn't help but raise an eyebrow at the turn of events. What in the world was going on? Chloe was carrying his child?

He glanced at the woman in Damon's arms, his face turning ashen. But he had to admit that she was a stunner tonight.

However, the idea of having a child with her was quite scary.

"Do you want me to gouge your eyes out?" Damon's voice rang out coldly, his expression frosty.

Everyone was still surprised by Damon's attitude, but Azriel averted his gaze, coughing awkwardly into his fist.

Robin's eyebrows furrowed slightly, sensing that something was off. Damon was a man of pride, and it was hard to imagine him apologizing to anyone, let alone Azriel. His arrogance was already a given. But Azriel's behavior was unexpected, especially for someone of his stature. He had been disrespected, yet he hadn't said a word, let alone showed any anger. This was beyond his expectations.

Azriel ran his fingers through his hair and said, "He doesn't need to apologize to me. I couldn't handle it, anyway."

His honesty was evident. His CEO, even if he was wrong, was always right. Asking him to apologize was too much. Besides, he wanted to live a peaceful life for a few more years, and not be under the constant scrutiny of his boss.

However, everyone else took it the wrong way and thought he was genuinely upset.

Presley frowned, sending a cold glance at Damon before turning to Azriel with a smile. "I sincerely apologize," he said. "My grandson has always been headstrong, and I'm afraid..."

Azriel held up his hand to stop him. "Mr. Presley," he said. "I believe there must be some misunderstanding. Ms. Summers and I are not in the kind of relationship you think we are. And the babies she's carrying are not mine. You don’t have to apologize to me."

Silence filled the room. Everyone was puzzled.

Presley felt a lump in his throat, almost choking on his anger. "What did you say? The babies she's carrying aren't yours?"

Azriel nodded. "Of course not. Ms. Summers is out of my league, and I am not fortunate enough to win her heart."

The surrounding crowd and reporters, however, were not calm anymore.

"The babies aren't yours? But she just said she was carrying your babies."