The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride

Chapter 1277

Winston’s hand on the steering wheel twitched, the car swerved slightly.

Was she for real? Shouldn’t he be watching over the artist? Why was the agent the one to protect in her case?

“Crysti’s got the Watson family backing her up. I reckon with Danielle on the scene, all the chatter in the industry is

against Cicely. Someone might target her. Don’t just stand by and do nothing.”

Winston snorted, “Who would dare to mess with Crysti’s agent?”

Chloe chuckled, “Maybe it’s because of her status that people don’t want her to do well.”

So, the smoother your life sailed, the more enemies you attracted.

There was a stretch of silence between them. The worst thing when you were with one or more people was sudden

silence. Although Winston wasn’t the chatty type, and even a wizard at killing conversations, he naturally couldn’t

let things get awkward with Chloe.

“You…” Just as he turned to address Chloe, he noticed the woman in the passenger seat doze off again. He

frowned, her recent behavior was out of character.

As they pulled into Starlight International, Chloe finally opened her eyes.

“We’re here.” Winston announced coldly.

“Mm.” Chloe unbuckled her seatbelt, about to open the door when a swarm of reporters rushed over.

She paused, eyebrows furrowing. “What’s going on at the company?”

Winston chuckled, “You’re the boss, and you’re asking me?”

He said, pulling out the car keys and stepping out of the car.

At the hospital, Nathan walked up to Damon with a fruit platter. “Damon, it’s been four days since the engagement

party, I’m starting to miss Chloe…” Damon shot him a cold glare, making Nathan shiver and nearly drop the fruit

platter.

“It’s not just me, Mom’s been missing Chloe too. She’s at home, going into your room every day, crying while

holding Chloe’s picture.”

Damon’s hand twitched.

Crying while holding Chloe’s picture? She was not dead, why was his mom crying over a photo? Just the thought of

that scene was too much to bear. How much she must miss that woman.

Accustomed to her company, even if sometimes not verbal, he felt content. As long as she was visible to him, within

his reach. But now, four days had passed, and he didn’t know how he made it through.

Nathan really had no tact by bringing it up now.

Damon withdrew his hand. What was the point of eating this fruit when she was not here?

“Damon, these fruits are high in Vitamin C, which helps with wound healing.” Nathan reminded him gently, about to

take the fruit platter away when he saw Damon reach out for it again, so he quickly handed it over.

Damon ate the fruit, switching on the TV in the meantime. “How’s Grandpa doing now?”

Nathan frowned, his expression somber. “Mom and Dad and Grandma are at Greenfield Village, Grandpa’s with the

Harper family, and Robin is with him all the time.”

Damon was expressionless, as if everything was within his expectations.

“Damon, are you not worried about Grandpa…?” Nathan was cut off by Damon’s suddenly stern expression.

That face was like a cold ice sculpture, exuding a chilling air. His eyes, filled with coldness, focused on the LCD TV

ahead, as if they contained infinite killing intent.

He suddenly turned his head, his gaze landing on the TV. On the screen, the popular actor got out of the car, walked

over to the passenger side, and opened the door like a gentleman.

The HD camera perfectly captured a tall, slender figure slowly stepping out of the car. She was dressed in a crisp,

caramel–colored trench coat, her face beautiful and cool. This was Chloe’s first public appearance after the

engagement party.

“It’s Chloe, it’s Chloe!”

Nathan turned around, pointing excitedly at the TV screen while quickly pulling out his phone. “Hey, Mom, turn on

the TV, Chloe’s on! Yeah! Don’t worry, I’ll talk some sense into Damon!”

“Ms. Summers, how did you and Mr. Harper of the Harper Group meet and fall in love?”

“Ms. Summers, would you consider your engagement to Mr. Harper a success?”

Security from Starlight International had already surrounded Chloe, providing protection. “Please focus on Starlight

International’s business moves, and refrain from probing into personal matters. Thank you for your cooperation.”

All the way, Winston had his lips slightly curled, his arms slightly open, protectively shielding Chloe. This one act was

enough to enrage Damon in front of the TV.

They finally reached the entrance of Starlight International, and Chloe was able to get a breather. With security

completely isolating the reporters several steps away, she suppressed the sudden wave of nausea from the crowd’s

chaos and slowly spoke up, Thank you everyone for your concern. But now, I hope you can shift your attention to

Starlight International.”

“What’s Winston’s upcoming work schedule? As far as I know, Winston’s agent should be you, Ms. Summers?”

Chloe nodded, “He’s going on set next month, the first drama he’s picked up since returning home.”

“1 heard that Inherent, which overshadowed a series of renowned brands at the last fashion week, is now available

nationwide. First off, congrats to Ms. Summers for successfully creating a brand. But at Fashion Week, the makeup

artist who made Inherent shine even more, apparently a new discovery of yours, will he be participating in the

upcoming International Makeup Competition?” This contest was a dream–come–true honor for all professional

makeup artists.

Chloe immediately responded, “Thanks for your congrats. He will be participating.”

“Ms. Summers, judging by your expression, you seem quite confident about your makeup artist for this contest,

what are your expectations for him?”

Chloe smiled and said, “Of course, the championship.”

The journalists immediately started buzzing, “Jacob seems to be aiming for a three–peat this year.”

“Looks like Infinity Media and Starlight International are at it again.”

“They’re born rivals.”

“Ms. Summers, may I interview your mother? Many people are curious about her background.”

“I’m afraid that might not be possible,” Chloe politely declined. Then she went on, “If there are no other questions,

then…”

“May I ask why Ms. Summers and Winston came together today?”