The Enticing CEO's Chosen Bride novel Chapter 963

Presley paused his words, his deep eyes scanning over the faces of the two brothers, his tone unusually solemn.

"Do you remember why the Alonso family chose their current hostess? She's the niece of Queen Julia’s goddaughter from country Y. The Harper family may be fearless, but when an unstoppable force meets an immovable object, both sides get hurt. If we cross the royal family of country Y... You do know the shipping rights in the waters of their country were obtained by us a few years ago. Have you thought about the consequences if the royals interfere?"

Damon frowned and after a moment of silence, squinted his eyes and said,

"So, are we supposed to dance to the Alonso family’s tune now?"

"I'm not asking you to be a puppet of the Alonso family. But don't be too aggressive. Let this matter go. Even if you don't have feelings for Wendy, you should treat her like a sister since you grew up together."

"That's impossible," Damon replied quietly. He had already stood up from the sofa, his tall figure instantly revealed, his handsome face expressionless and cold.

"If there's no affection for her, then there's no sibling love either. I absolutely won't tolerate a woman who might harm Chloe around me."

"You... Did you not hear a word I just said?! Can't you even pretend?!"

"No."

His answer almost made Presley explode, "So what's your plan for Wendy?"

"I'll handle her as I see fit. Considering what you just said, I won't kill her at least."

"You... You even considered offing her... You're such a jerk! All this for one woman, you're really... foolish!"

Damon simply smirked, "Hmm."

Hmm? Hmm!

Presley was so furious that he gripped his cane tightly, not knowing if he would strike in the next moment.

However, Damon had already left, and the cane hadn't moved.

Nathan could hardly suppress his laughter. His own brother, admitting to such things without fear of Presley revoking his inheritance.

When Damon descended the stairs, the people on the first floor were like spectators at a play, the ladies in a group, the young ladies in another, the children yet to grow up in another, and a few gentlemen in another.

As Damon descended the stairs, the noise on the first floor suddenly ceased. A crying child also stopped crying after a hiccup, looking at Damon on the stairs with teary eyes. But Damon seemed to ignore all of this as he descended the stairs with a stern face.

Once he stood still in the living room, his grey casual suit and white shirt, untied at the neck, revealed an exquisite collarbone. His handsome features, aloof demeanor, and natural nobility left everyone slightly stunned.

Although they were all family, they had few opportunities to see Damon. As a child, it was different, but once he grew up, he began to take various training and education programs, then studied abroad, gradually took over the company, and was busy with work everywhere.

Some people were seeing Damon for the first time. He was undoubtedly an excellent person, making others feel inferior.

Damon stood there, scanning everyone who was staring at him, his eyebrows slightly furrowed.

"What's going on?"

His voice was cold and steady, but it carried an undeniable power.

The people in the living room came to their senses, but they didn't know what to say.