The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride

Chapter 1603

Royce nodded, neither confirming nor denying Chloe’s statement. How long had Robin been suppressing his

ambitions? And now, to take over the company, he had been going through all this trouble.

“If you want to follow this path, then go ahead. If something goes wrong, someone will surely take the fall for you.”

Chloe gave a slight smile and a nod. The person he was referring to was, of course, Damon. It seemed that Damon

had inherited his father’s penchant for spoiling women. It looked like father and son would have plenty to talk about

in the future.

“… What are you two blabbering about? Move aside, move aside…”

Elizabeth had been wanting to interrupt their conversation but hadn’t found the right moment. Now, finding a gap in

their conversation, she quickly pushed Royce away. “Chloe and I are the perfect duo right now, okay? Why are you

talking to her so much? Chloe, Chloe, you must take good care of yourself, and my chubby grandson. Oh, my

grandson is gonna be my little lucky star…“c2

Elizabeth was unhappy with Royce hogging her time with her daughter–in–law. She pushed him aside and eagerly

started a conversation with Chloe

Elizabeth’s warmth warmed Chloe’s heart, her smile was gentle and affectionate. No wonder her father–in–law

adored her mother–in–law so much. She was such a kind and lovely woman, even she wanted to spoil her.

“I will take good care of myself, you don’t need to worry.” She reassured Elizabeth softly.

Elizabeth nodded with a satisfied smile.

“Hey, why are you still here? I want to chat with my daughter–in–law…”

“It’s time for breakfast Royce’s deep voice echoed.

“I don’t want to eat. I’m busy chatting with my daughter–in–law.”

“Eat first, and chat later”

“No…”

“Elizabeth!”

“You dare to scold me?! You Chloe, look at him. He bullies me, just because he’s handsome!”

Chloe was both amused and confused by Elizabeth’s outburst. Was this a quarrel or a compliment? Royce was also

at his wits end with his whimsical wife

Elizabeth’s crying was clearly fake Her anger might not be real either, but even with her fake crying and relentless

nagging, he was at a loss. Over the years, he had never found a way to truly restrain her. With her, he was truly

hopeless.

“I didn’t scold you, sweetheart. Let’s have breakfast first.”

“But I want to chat with my daughter–in–law.” Elizabeth grumbled.

“Elizabeth Chloe was about to speak when she heard Royce’s voice filled with resignation, “I’ll bring the breakfast

over.”

Only then did Elizabeth smile, “Okay, I’ll wait for you.”

Without any hesitation, she kissed Royce on the cheek in front of Chloe. It was as if she was a completely different

person than the grumbling

woman just a moment ago.

“Who are you chatting with? Huh? Chloe was blushing from watching the two people in the video when she was

suddenly startled by a very familiar voice next to her ear

Elizabeth and Royce, hearing the voice, looked through the video to see Chloe turning her head at the sound, only

to be pushed down into the bed covers Damon’s tall figure covered hers and he began to kiss her deeply.

Elizabeth’s mouth dropped open in surprise, her eyes wide and round. The scene lasted for only a few seconds

before the screen flickered. Maybe Chloe had deliberately covered the phone to prevent them from seeing

something inappropriate. Or maybe Chloe was caught off guard and dropped the phone In any case, they could no

longer see what was happening, but they could still hear

Elizabeth blinked uncomfortably, but she pushed the idea of being appropriate to the back of her mind. She

strained her ears to hear what Damon and Chloe were doing

“No Damon “Chloe’s breathing was suppressed and short, her voice low as she rejected Damon. However, the

sound of breathing, the sound of cloth rustling, and even the sound of kissing were all still audible

“Damon!” Chloe gasped suddenly, her voice filled with surprise and urgency

The nightgown she was wearing was definitely Damon’s handiwork His excuse for it at the time was if he couldn’t

eat, couldn’t he at least touch? So the nightgown she was wearing was either short enough or had a low enough

neckline, all to make it easier for him to get his hands on her, to take advantage

Just like now, the man’s warm lips were right at the edge of her neckline The strap had long slipped off her shoulder

due to his action, and the skin on the edge was already half exposed

Chloe clenched her teeth, fearing Damon’s next move might be even bolder. She hadn’t even had time to tum off

the video call.

Hearing Chloe’s shout, Elizabeth suddenly jolted and quickly shouted at the screen, “Damon, Damon! You better be

careful! Your wife still has my chubby grandson in her belly! Don’t you dare go all the way…”

Royce, standing to the side, looked sophisticated and handsome, but he couldn’t help but rub his forehead. What on

earth was he supposed to do with this woman? Couldn’t she see that her daughter–in–law was also a bit shy?

Hearing Elizabeth’s voice, Damon finally released Chloe. She bit her lip, her eyes closed as she adjusted her

somewhat ragged breathing. Elizabeth’s voice still echoed in her ears. She was going to die of embarrassment

Damon got up, one hand propping up her side, his slender fingers pulling up her strap, and straightening out her

tousled hair. He looked at her blushing face and moist lips, and he smiled slightly

Chloe stared at him wide–eyed, and punched him on the shoulder a couple of times. Damon chuckled, caught her

hand, kissed it, and said in a low voice, “How many times have I told you, you scratch like a cat.”

Every word he uttered now sent shivers down Chloe’s spine. The tone, the voice, it was just unbearable. And not to

mention, there were two very much alive and very much present spectators, even if separated by a phone call

“You punk, you better stop right now, you hear me? If you hurt my precious grandson, I swear I’ll have your family

jewels!”

Chloe sighed. It was a ludicrous mix of embarrassment and humor.

Damon, pressing his thin lips together, wore a rather grim expression.