The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride

Chapter 1589

Addie was roughed up by a few maids. They smothered her cries, punched, kicked, and even took turns tickling her.

Their roles were clearly divided.

Downstairs was a cacophony, but upstairs, it was eerily quiet. The soundproof design of the mansion was often

more professional than the professionals.

By the time Chloe appeared at the top of the stairs, the maids downstairs were exhausted. Addie lay on the floor,

and her face was a bruised mess. Her clothes were torn and disheveled, and she was moaning in pain. Even if she

wanted to call for help, she couldn’t muster the strength,

She was vaguely threatening to sue them, to make them pay. Chloe raised an eyebrow, then turned and left for

another part of the second floor. When she checked back, the maids were standing in a line, each with a wrapped

parcel at their feet.

Chloe found it amusing. She believed in their efficiency. It was evident from their actions today.

Addie had managed to get up from the floor and was sitting amidst the mess. Her swollen face turned towards

Chloe, anger flashing in her eyes. The angrier she got, the more the pain seemed to intensify. Pain and anger

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Chloe finally stood before her, looking down, “Do they have enough reason to leave now? If not, I believe they still

have some energy.”

Addie shuddered. She glanced at the line of maids, whose eyes shining with anticipation. She quickly shrank back,

trying to hide.

Chloe watched her, a faint smile playing on her lips. Back at the Harper family, Addie had been a regular informant

for Wendy. Addie had managed to annoy her mother–in–law, be in cahoots with Wendy, and even manipulate her

father–in–law to her advantage.

She knew all too well how Addie had gradually forced Marina out. This cunning old woman had been disciplined by

her mother–in–law more than once, even expelled, but now she was living carefree.

Carefree? If someone offended her, how could she let them live carefree?

“I’ve dirtied the stairs and the master bedroom. Remember, clean them thoroughly! Kneel there and scrub!

Otherwise, you’ll be kicked out of the Harper family too.” Chloe said.

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“Mr. Presley won’t allow me to leave!” Addie jolted, wincing at the pain that shot through her body.

Chloe smirked, her eyes sparkling with amusement. To others, it was a beautiful sight. But to Addie, it was chilling

and intimidating.

Chloe said, “Who knows? If he could let you leave once, he can certainly let you leave again. He’s the type who

would disregard his own family for his reputation. Let’s see what tricks you have up your sleeve to surpass his

family’s place in his heart.”

Addie had no idea what Chloe was talking about. She was just a maid, why would she be concerned about his

reputation?

“Alright, let’s go.” Chloe announced to the line of maids, who immediately nodded with joy. They were all young,

glad to finally escape this place with a higher paycheck.

Now, the vast Harper family was left with only one maid. New maids might come, but they were content. They had

personally beaten the old witch Addie and left her in a mess that she would have to clean. If she waited for new

maids to do it, she would indeed get fired. A full strike felt so satisfying.

“You can’t leave!” Addie yelled. How was she supposed to explain a full strike to Mr. Presley? Moreover, who

would clean up this mess?

But who cared about her?

Chloe rolled up the document in her hand and lifted Addie’s swollen face, examining it for a long moment before

smiling faintly, “Not bad.”

Addie frowned deeply. She glanced at the rolled–up document in Chloe’s hand, vaguely seeing a detailed color

drawing. She squinted, unsure of what it was, but it must be something valuable from the mansion. The Harper

family was filled with valuable items. Whatever was in her hand was surely a piece of art or a design blueprint.

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Seeing Addie’s eyes fixed on the blueprint, Chloe raised an eyebrow and put the document away.

“Presley should be taking a nap, so I won’t disturb him. Just tell him I was here and this scene is quite satisfying.”

Chloe said.

If she saw Addie kneeling there and scrubbing the floor herself, it would be even more satisfying. But that was just a

coincidence. Chloe didn’t have time to stick around and watch Addie clean.

When Chloe left with the maids, they finally understood why Presley disliked Chloe so much yet she could freely

enter the Harper mansion. The guards she brought with her were of a much higher rank than those currently in the

Harper’s Mansion.

The Harper family always trained their guards in a military–like manner. Ranks were clearly defined. Seeing

someone of higher rank, the current Harper family guards dared not act rashly.

Though Presley had announced the removal of the young master’s family title, everyone understood that bloodline

couldn’t be eliminated.

Damon was not someone they could offend. Strictly speaking, they should listen to him. So now, they were

obedient, as docile as could be.

The group had arrived in separate cars, so the maids were quickly arranged into seats.

Chloe’s sleek limousine was guarded with utmost precision, stern faces and rigid postures of the guards making the

housekeepers shrink to the side of the car, clutching their parcels tightly.

Only when everyone had left did the grandeur of Harper’s Mansion echo with tranquility again. Addie, confronted

with the aftermath, couldn’t afford to slack off. Despite her sour expression, she managed to stand and start tidying

up.

After a hasty clean–up of the parlor, she was panting heavily. But the path of grape juice Chloe had stepped on

meandered its way upstairs.

Addie felt a wave of revulsion, recalling Chloe’s words. What was Chloe’s intention if not to see the old man of

Harper’s Mansion?