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The Enticing CEO's Chosen Bride novel Chapter 727

The handsome guy with a mocking smile on his face gave off a ruthless sarcasm.

"Are you really that hard up for cash?"

Cicely didn't respond, and just leanws against the wall, keeping her distance from him.

"Yes, I really am short of money."

Cicely calmly answered his question, remembering that she seemed to have already answered it once today. With that, she turned around and left the restroom.

“I can give you money, you can quit your job here.”

Seth's cold voice echoed behind her, giving her no chance to refute.

Cicely paused for a moment, silently scoffing. "What, you want to keep me as your mistress? Sir?"

"Sir?" Seth's eyebrows furrowed, repeating the word that disgusted him.

Cicely raised her eyebrows, turning to face him, her brown eyes filled with sarcasm, "Well?"

Seth's gaze instantly darkened. Indeed, they had no relationship to speak of since three years ago.

Cicely, her calm gaze quietly taking in the man before her. He was handsome, cold, and not good at expressing his feelings. She, Cicely, had always been proud, but for once in her life, she clung to a man without any regard. But she hadn't expected the price she had to pay, the painful predicament, was like hell on earth.

She gave a sarcastic smile, the coldness in her eyes rivaling Seth's.

As the party was winding down, most of the people in the private room were drunk as skunks, but Cicely grabbed ten bottles of Louis XIII, unhesitatingly popped them open, and put them all on the coffee table.

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