The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride

Chapter 1573

“No, you’re the mad one.” Phoebe shot back, her voice ringing out loud and clear, cutting Wendy off mid–rant.

“You’re the mad one, Wendy,” she added, her anger subsiding slightly, replaced by a more pitying tone. “You’ve

truly lost it.”

Wendy froze, her eyes widening in shock. Her face contorted into a grotesque mask of fury that sent shivers down

Phoebe’s spine. Suddenly, she was pulled away from Wendy’s rage–filled gaze and into someone’s arms.

“Mad? You’re all mad! All of you! Nothing but lowlifes!” Wendy yelled, her voice shrill and piercing. Her accusations

hung in the air like a blade, piercing everyone’s eardrums.

Azriel guided Phoebe away from the hysterical Wendy, whose antics were becoming increasingly undistinguishable

from a madwoman’s. Chloe shook her head, her expression filled with both resignation and pity.c2

Perhaps Wendy had already lost her mind; her obsession had just been too terrifying to recognize. At first, she had

maintained some semblance of composure, upholding the dignity and grace expected of a lady from the Alonso

family, and covering her tracks carefully. But as time passed, she had shed all pretenses, openly displaying her

madness for everyone to see.

This chaotic scene marked the end of the party. As the guests began to disperse, Wendy remained rooted in place,

continuing to spew her venomous insults at everyone. Chloe, now the majority shareholder of the company, stayed

behind to manage the lingering guests.

Grace slumped in a chair in the corner, watching Wendy collapse to the floor in a fit of rage. The sight of Wendy,

crippled and livid, spitting vulgarities at everyone, was a jarring image that remained etched in Grace’s memory.

Her heart sank to the depths of despair.

Her daughter, her precious daughter whom she had poured all her hopes and dreams into, had become a mad,

crippled, repulsive wreck. How had the beautiful girl she raised turned into this?

Grace had worked tirelessly to secure her position as Cole’s wife, investing all her energy and hopes into her

daughter. She had provided Wendy with the best of everything, from her upbringing to her education, all under the

auspices of the prestigious Alonso family. But all her efforts seemed to have been in vain. Beneath the polished

exterior lay a monster that was simply too ugly to bear.

Why? Why had this happened? How was she supposed to accept this?

Grace had spent the past few weeks living in fear of Wendy’s volatile moods. Now, she couldn’t even bear to

approach her.

Cole stood nearby, his face ashen. His gaze was fixed on Wendy, who was still writhing and shouting on the floor.

His eyes were vacant, almost as if he hadn’t quite come to terms with the reality of the situation.

In his eyes, the defeat of the Alonso family was an absurdity, a thing that could never happen. But his gaze

remained fixed on Wendy, who continued to struggle on the ground, writhing in agony. There was no emotion in his

eyes, and it was impossible to discern what he was thinking. Gradually, his eyes began to widen, and a ferocious

anger slowly erupted from them. It was all because of his daughter, all because of her, that the Alonso family had

been pushed into the abyss step by step.

Chloe received the most attention that night, with many guests congratulating her on her new position and

expressing their relief at the turn of events. Damon walked over to her, his expression grim. “Having fun?”

Chloe blinked, glancing at the few people left in the room, all of whom were watching Wendy in various states of

shock. “Not bad,” she replied nonchalantly.

“Hmph,” Damon grunted, a sardonic chuckle that made Chloe shiver.

“Something wrong?” she asked, eyeing him warily.

Damon simply stared at her with dark, brooding eyes. “Nothing. Just realized I have a lot to do.”

“Like what?”

Damon didn’t answer. Instead, he wrapped his arm around Chloe’s waist and led her towards the exit. “Let’s go

home.”

Chloe didn’t object.

Presley, too, watched Wendy’s spectacle unfold, his face contorted with rage. After a few moments, he regained his

composure, adjusted his expression, and slowly rose from his seat, leaning heavily on his cane.

His body trembled with anger as he thought of Wendy. For her, he had banished his favorite grandson from the

Harper family. And now, she was destroying the family from within, reveling in its demise. If only he hadn’t…

She was right. If he hadn’t been so intent on uniting the Harper and Alonso families, things wouldn’t have come to

this. Now, there was no way to reverse the damage.

One wrong step had led to countless more

As he slowly turned around, his gaze fell on Damon and Chloe at the doorway His lips moved, but no words came

out. The dignity he had preserved throughout his life ultimately prevented him from admitting his mistakes to them.

Robin watched Wendy, his eyes filled with nothing but disgust and contempt.

Useless.

She had now become a complete waste. Wendy had ruined everything Chloe’s true identity, kept hidden for so long,

had been exposed. Originally, he planned to take Chloe down using the Alonso Corporation before she was

recognized by Queen Julia of Country Y Then, Wendy

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would successfully marry into the Alonso family, and everyone would be pleased. He could then reap the benefits

without getting his hands dirty, and run his Harper Group with a clear conscience.

But he never expected this turn of events.

He never imagined that Cole would eventually lose. The powerful Alonso family, in the end, couldn’t outsmart a

mere woman. He acknowledged that Chloe had some intelligence and means, but to make him completely believe

that she could have everything under her control and have things go her way all the time, how could that be

possible?

Looking at Presley who was staring at Damon’s departing figure, about to say something but stopping himself,

Robin’s eyes became even more dark and intense.

It seemed that he really needed to knock down a few pegs off his overly outstanding nephew.