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Chapter 1742
She wanted Ava out of William’s life for good. She wouldn’t mind how cruel it might be.
Yes, she wished Ava would disappear from this world.
Death would be best.
In reality, she was no different from Ava.
She didn’t want to share her man with any other woman, not one bit.c2
That was why she willingly played along with Chloe’s scheme, eliminating Ava from her and William’s lives forever.
She admitted that her intentions were far from noble
, so she thanked Chloe today.
Chloe was the mastermind behind it all. She was merely a participant, a helping hand.
Yet, she had this unsettling feeling that Chloe saw right through her dark intentions.
Looking at Chloe in this moment, she was certain she wouldn’t end up like Ava, b
ecause she had everything she wanted now.
All she wanted was a complete William that belonged to her.
“There’s one week left until New Year’s Day, so tomorrow is Christmas. You should all head out early and prepare
for the holiday. I hope you all have a wonderful holiday.”
As much as she didn’t want to break the cozy atmosphere, Queen Julia spoke up.
Christmas?
Chloe thought about it. Indeed, there was a strong festive atmosphere everywhere recently.
But Christmas?
She hadn’t thought about how she was going to celebrate it.
After changing her clothes, Chloe followed Damon out of the palace and headed straight to the hotel.
The streets were already decked out in festive decorations, and couples were starting their Christmas celebrations
early.
All the shops had started Christmas sales.
Tomorrow was the day.
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Chloe was torn about how to spend it.
Perhaps
she could tell him a few jokes.
She turned to Damon with a smile, causing him to squint his eyes.
“If you dare think about telling me another lame joke, I’ll tape your mouth shut
Chloe pursed her lips.
This man, he must be a mind reader.
Back at the hotel, Chloe took a shower and lay in bed, still unsure of how to spend the next day.
Even as she fell asleep, she hadn’t figured it out.
After taking a shower, Damon came out to find her fast asleep. He hesitated for a moment, then quietly left the
room.
He sat down on the couch and began to scroll through his phone contacts.
He dialed Kane.
“Hey! Damon, where have you been lately?!”
Damon asked coldly. “What are you doing for Christmas?”
There was a long pause on the other end, “Damon, you’re not just calling to rub it in, are you? I don’t have any
plans. I’m thinking about taking my hound for a walk downtown. If I see any couples holding hands, I’ll let it bite
their hands off, if I see any couples kissing, I’ll let it bite their mouths off, if I see any couples going into a hotel, I’ll
set the place on fire. Hey, hey, hey, Damon, Damn, he hung up!”
Damon’s expression darkened.
He dialed Nathan next, “Hey, bro.”
Ignoring Nathan’s low spirits, Damon asked the same question, “What are you doing for Christmas?”
Nathan: “Watching the kid.”
Damon hung up the phone.
What a loser.
Next was Noah, same question.
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Noah: “Working. TV workers don’t get holidays.”
Damon: “As a company CEO, do you have the right to say that?”
Noah: “I don’t, but I’d rather earn more money at work than celebrate the holidays.”
Seth Diaz,
Damon raised an eyebrow, ultimately deciding against it.
Seth had no worries about how to spend Christmas.
Danielle would have arranged a lot of “activitites“.
Nate.
Hmm.
… He dialed Nate, who picked up immediately.
“Sir?”
Damon grunted in acknowledgement, “What are your plans for Christmas?”
Nate’s lips twitched, “If nothing unexpected happens, I’m supposed to spend it with you.”
Damon was speechless.
Who the hell said I wanted to spend Christmas with you?
Nate scratched his head, “In the past, I never really celebrated Christmas. If I have to say something, I spent every
Christmas with you.”
Damon pinched the bridge of his nose, “Nate, I think I should give you a raise.”
“Huh?” Nate didn’t react for a moment.
Damon continued, “You should earn some more money. You should really get a girlfriend.”
Nate was almost in tears, “I’m sorry for making you worry, sir.”
Damon grunted again, “Don’t show up in front of me tomorrow.”
Even after the call ended, Nate was still in a daze.
Why did he feel like Mr. Damon’s last sentence was a gritted–teeth command?
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmSo was he being rejected?
But Christmas, without the excuse of staying with Mr. Damon, how was he supposed to spend it?
Perhaps it was best to just sleep in the hotel.
What a lonely Christmas.
Nate wiped away a tear of self–pity. Life was so hard.
After making several calls and getting no useful answers, Damon simply got up, opened the bedroom door and
went in.
He gently pulled the sleeping Chloe into his arms. Her soft and fragrant body was his top priority.
Chloe, half–asleep, felt herself being pulled into a warm embrace.
The familiar temperature and scent made her feel especially safe, even in her sleep. She draped an arm over the
man’s slender waist, nuzzled her head into his chest, and fell back asleep.
Damon kissed her on the top of her head, reached for the remote and turned off the light.
However, a few seconds later, the light in the room was back on.
When Chloe woke up the next day, Damon was already gone, b
ut there was a big, red apple lying quietly next to her pillow.
No wonder she smelled apples when she was sleeping.
She had thought she was just hungry, but it turned out to be real.
She picked up the apple, sniffed it to make sure there were no pesticides or anything like that, then leaned against
the headboard and took a bite.
Around nine in the morning, Damon guessed Chloe should be awake. He opened the door to find her munching
away at the large apple.
Chloe saw him and greeted him with a smile, “Morning.”
Damon pursed his lips as Chloe took another bite of her apple.
“This apple is delicious.”
It was just the two of them in the room, she knew well enough that Damon had prepared the apple.
Appropriate praise equaled favor in disguise.
Damon’s brow twitched.
He was relieved that he had washed the apple before offering it to her.