The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride

Chapter 1432

“I have no idea, it doesn’t look like there’s any argument or anything.”

Barbara’s hand was tightly gripping the chair next to her, with her whole body practically leaning on it. She held her

forehead, trying her best to keep her nerves in check.

She never in a million years would have thought that Chloe would sabotage her by playing that song. Just one song

and her cover was blown?

For a moment, a glint of ruthlessness flashed in Barbara’s eyes. Her perfectly manicured nail suddenly broke. How

could she… just let Chloe snatch everything she had so easily?

With tears streaming down her face, Julia took a step towards Chloe, looking up at the younger girl who was a few

inches taller than her. From the moment Chloe appeared, her heart had been uneasy, and the familiarity she felt

from Chloe now made sense.

This was… Jasmine’s daughter…

Really? Should she hold out hope? Would her hope be in vain?

Hadn’t they said that her Jasmine… was dead?

So, this child in front of her, was she really her granddaughter?

No one could understand how Julia felt at that moment; She had always missed Jasmine

Julia dared not even hope, fearing the higher her hopes, the greater her disappointment. But now, how could she

remain unaffected?

Julia slowly raised her hand, stroking Chloe’s hair, her face full of tenderness. “Is your mother… is she okay?”

Chloe’s eyes flickered, she had so many questions, but didn’t know where to start.

What was Yasmine thinking? If the truth was as Chloe thought, why hadn’t Yasmine ever thought of returning to the

Y Country all these years.

If it weren’t for Presley threatening Chloe with her “identity,” she thought, Yasmine might have kept this secret for

life. Didn’t Yasmine want to come back? Didn’t she want to return to the Queen’s side?

“She…”

“Arrest her!”

Chloe’s words were interrupted by a cold command, and when she turned her head, she was surrounded by several

people in Y Country military uniforms. She frowned, sidestepped a few steps to avoid the two who approached.

Looked up again, her eyes were now cold.

“How dare you!” Queen Julia roared with authority, making the soldiers around her take a few steps back, “What do

you think you’re doing?” Julia stepped forward to shield Chloe, glaring at them.

“Your Majesty…” Barbara’s voice sounded and the soldiers parted to let her through. She walked over elegantly, her

eyes full of coldness and caution. “I don’t know what the song Miss Chloe just played means, but judging by your

reaction, Your Majesty, I fear… you might have been deceived by someone with ulterior motives.”

Chloe’s brows twitched slightly, her eyes squinting as she stared into Barbara’s eyes.

“You fear I’ve been deceived?”

Barbara nodded. “It’s just a song, maybe it has a special meaning to you, but how can you be sure this song hasn’t

been spread around over the years. Maybe it’s already common somewhere else. Drawing conclusions based on

just a song, isn’t that a bit hasty?”

Chloe’s cold expression seemed to deepen, a hint of mockery curling at the corner of her mouth. “So, Princess

Barbara, can you tell me, what am I trying to convince the Queen of with a song?”

Barbara’s face changed.

Chloe was a woman who knew how to seize a person’s weakness. Just a few words, and she was able to find the

flaw in the dialogue.

“Princess Barbara, do you already know something?”

Upon hearing this, Queen Julia turned her eyes and calmly looked at Barbara. Barbara gritted her teeth inwardly.

She knew one of the Queen’s habits.

The more angry and suspicious Julia was, the calmer she appeared on the outside. She was accustomed to quietly

observing everyone’s thoughts and goals.

“Since Miss Chloe might know and dare to stir things up here, why couldn’t I know?”

The situation on the stage was very chaotic; after all, force had been used.

Chloe nodded, looking at Barbara. “I hope you can provide evidence before having these people arrest me. If

there’s no evidence…”

She paused, turning to look at Queen Julia next to her. “There’s no evidence and you’re going to arrest me for false

accusations… So, this is how the Y Country governs, so tyrannical and authoritarian, disregarding right from wrong,

and making a fuss about nothing?”

Silence fell on the stage. These adjectives were completely unsuitable for judging any members of the royal family.

Barbara’s face darkened. With Chloe making such remarks in front of so many foreign envoys, it seriously affected

Barbara’s future goal of the throne and would damage her image.

“Alright, I apologize, I misunderstood. So, since Miss Chloe has finished her performance, it’s time for you to leave,

right?”

Chloe lifted the corner of her lips. “You’re acting as if I brought a bunch of people up on stage to cause a scene.”

Barbara’s brows furrowed. “What do you really want?”

Chloe raised an eyebrow, crossed her arms in front of her chest, leaned back against the piano, and casually said,

“I don’t accept your apology.”

Glancing over the people below the stage, Chloe pressed her lips together in resignation.

Such rotten luck.

7 was invited by the Y Country, but now I’m almost accused as a fraud, almost became a prisoner, and almost

became a laughingstock for the world. Your apology was too perfunctory No one knows better than me about public

opinion What I want is justice, I don’t want to carry this blame and I don’t even want to be tainted by a speck of dirt

“So let’s get this straight about today’s incident, right here, right now. Once I’m out of here, I won’t have any

control over the situation. As the princess of Y Country you didn’t give a hoot about the national image, causing a

ruckus at the state banquet for no good reason and letting the people down. And me a nobody with no ties to Y

Country, never having received any favor from you guys, is mistaken for a con artist. You expect me to mind the

military might of Y Country step back and smooth things over Is that what you’re saying?”

What a pain in the neck! Barbara really didn’t see this coming, this woman was such a hard nut to crack.

“So, Ms. Chloe, here’s your chance to explain. If I’ve got you all wrong, you can prove your intentions today are

legit in some other way. But let’s not bring up that piano piece again, shall we? It may have been one of a kind, but

it might not be anymore”

Chloe retorted coldly, ‘Another way to prove my intentions today?… What intentions? To prove that my mother is

Queen Julia’s biological daughter?”

“Whoa-”

Even the guests, who were trying to keep their curiosity in–check and stay cool, couldn’t contain their excitement

when they heard Chloe’s words

“What?! Queen Julia’s daughter?!”

“Weren’t we told the Queen’s daughter died decades ago?”“”

“If that’s true, then this woman, wouldn’t she be the real princess…”