The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride

Chapter 1007

He was decked out in a high-end black suit, oozing an air of elegance. He stopped at the door, his deep gaze

cooling sweeping over everyone in the room, finally landing on Casey who was nearest to him.

His gaze was icy and deep, like frost on a winter’s morning, causing Casey to startle, almost losing his footing.

Someone casually strolled past him, and when Casey looked again, it was just the nobody from before.

“Mr. Harper, what brings you here?”

Nate closed the door behind him, whispering something to Damon who then gave a nod of approval.

“You’re Miles?”

“Yes.” Miles responded confidently, glancing towards the dressing room and whispered, “Ms. Summers is trying on

dresses in there.”

With a nonchalant “Hmm”, Damon started heading towards the dressing room.

Casey was left staring at Damon’s retreating figure, his powerful aura sending chills down his spine.

Who was this guy? Why was his aura so strong?

“Casey, quit daydreaming and come help Beverly with her styling.”

“Oh… right.”

The thought of interacting with Jacob filled him with excitement.

Chloe pushed the door of the dressing room open only to find Damon’s familiar figure standing there.

“What are you…”

Damon’s gaze slid over her. The red and champagne colors of her dress made her stand out, elegant yet stunning.

Her unique aura, coupled with her exquisitely beautiful features, were breathtaking. Every time he saw her, he was

taken aback by her beauty. His gazes were intense yet shone brightly, as he slowly closed the distance and pulled

her into his arms. “You shouldn’t be trying on dresses alone.”

Despite not being in a suit himself, Damon still managed to outshine everyone else when standing next to Chloe.

His aura was strong, his demeanor noble, yet in front of Chloe, he showed a tender and doting side that left

people’s hearts fluttering.

The seemingly tough guy now had a beauty in his arms. The seemingly strong woman now appeared delicate.

Together, they painted a picture so captivating, and it was hard not to stare.

The store clerk who had been with Chloe was left with a shocked expression on her face. She had been cautious in

her service to Chloe, trying to make everything perfect, not daring to be negligent.

She knew Chloe was engaged but she had no idea who her fiance was. During her low-profile stay in P City,

everyone who knew her was guessing the identity of her fiance, but no one could figure it out.

So, was this her fiance?

Before, they had guessed it might be a nouveau riche or an ordinary man. Marrying Chloe would save them twenty

years of struggle, no, a lifetime of struggle.

But then again, men had their pride. Marrying a woman more powerful and capable than themselves,

overshadowing them everywhere they went, no one would accept that.

Ms. Summers was beautiful, wealthy, intelligent, and the CEO of a company. Who dared to marry such a powerful

and outstanding woman? Who was worthy?

And then… This man, with his exceptional demeanor and strong aura, didn’t seem like someone who relied on a

woman to rise to the top.

Chloe’s face turned a slight shade of red, “I was just trying it on…”

‘T’ll keep you company.”

His deep voice lingered in the air, making it seem as if they were immersed in his tenderness.

“Help me pick a suit, okay?”

Chloe looked up at his suit, adjusting his collar slightly.

“I think you look good in anything…”

Damon chuckled, “So do you.”

The sweetness between them left the onlookers at a loss for words.

In the end, Chloe picked out a pure w hite suit for him. When Damon entered the dressing room, everyone

gathered around the door, eyes glued to the closed door of the dressing room.

Chloe stood quietly at the front, hands clasped together, also anticipating the moment Damon would open the door.

She was used to seeing him in black suits, always exuding such a stable and mature demeanor. When he was in a

bad mood, the all-black outfit only highlighted his aloofness.

W hite… She had only seen him wearing a wh ite shirt, and he still looked handsome enough to make one’s heart

skip a beat.

Her lips pressed together tightly, her hands clasped in front of her tightening unconsciously.

This area had already been restricted by Nate. Time seemed to drag on, even Nate was glancing inside from time

to time.

He had just seen the wh ite suit Chloe picked out for Mr. Harper. To be honest, having been by Mr. Harper’s side for

so many years, he had seen him in a wh ite suit, always in dark-colored clothes.

He never thought he’d see the day Mr. Harper wore whi te, let alone what he’d look like in a wh ite suit.

never

After what felt like an eternity, the door of the dressing room finally moved a bit. Everyone held their breath, and as

the door opened smoothly, Damon appeared in a whi te suit at the doorway of the dressing room.

Several people gasped in shock, staring in awe at the handsome man standing before them. The air seemed to

freeze in that moment.

Even Nate couldn’t help but be surprised.

What kind of man was this?!

The wh ite suit wasn’t much different in design, except for the tie at the collar which was now a whi te boutonniere,

and a round crystal brooch was added, making it look even more noble,

His tall and slender figure exuded an aloofness that came from within, a feeling that made people hesitant to

approach him, with some even feeling like they would be tainting him if they did.

Chloe’s heart pounded faster, her cheeks flushing red, Her breath shortening.

She suddenly felt like this man’s presence was somewhat unreal. But thinking of them sleeping in the same bed

every day, the warmth and feel of his embrace, and the sensation of his body against hers…

Now appearing so aloof and noble, his fierce look showed that he was also a man infatuated with worldly desires.

Indeed, this noble demeanor could truly bewitch people.

She raised an eyebrow slightly, exhaling softly. The term “wolf in sheep’s clothing” seemed to apply not only to

Seth.

Damon’s gaze was fixed on Chloe, slowly approaching her. His steps were calm and unhurried, as if every step was

a gift to the floor. The others kept staring at him, their faces showing expressions of awe.

They were all clueless, even Damon himself, that this man they saw as Mr. Perfect, had been labeled by Chloe as a

“wolf in sheep’s clothing.”