The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride

Chapter 1562

Wendy gave a light laugh, her gaze shifting towards Chloe. Her smiling face gradually turned cold.

Chloe sat comfortably in her chair, with one elbow on the armrest and her hand propping up her face. She smirked

as she watched the numbers on the screen at the center of the stage steadily increase.

That smirk was a thorn in Wendy’s eye. Was she simply watching the Alonsos successfully gather investments

without a care in the world? No, it was more like, why was she so pleased?

Even if it was all an act, she had been keeping it up for quite some time now. Wendy didn’t believe that Chloe,

watching the Alonsos‘ unstoppable momentum, could genuinely be happy.

She shut her eyes tightly, opening them after a while, a sarcastic smile tugged at her lips.c2

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Chloe must be pretending. She knew all Chloe wanted was to see her downfall, and that was why she was

maintaining this facade. With this in mind, Wendy maneuvered her wheelchair towards Chloe.

Catching her from the corner of her eye, Chloe nonchalantly poured herself a glass of water from her flask.

Wendy boldly approached Chloe. “Well, Ms. Summers, did you consider making an investment? Don’t worry, since I

invited you today, I won’t reject your investment if you decide to make one.”

Chloe, sipping from her glass, seemed unperturbed.;

“I’ll see how things go/If the funding is almost complete, there’s no need for me to intervene. Besides, you wouldn’t

decline my investment, and you don’t have the privilege to, do you?”

Wendy chuckled lightly, “So you are considering investing? I didn’t expect our project to be so appealing that the

haughty Ms. Summers is willing to overlook past grudges and jump at the opportunity?”

Her words were loud enough for the guests in the front rows to overhear.

Upon hearing that Starlight International’s Ms. Summers was taking interest in the project, and the silent yet

undeniably prominent Damon sitting beside her, they were confident that her decision was approved by him. This

only reinforced their decision to invest. Several immediately raised their bids.

“Like said, Ms. Wendy, this is indeed a promising project. No businessman would pass on a profitable opportunity.”

Chloe had a clear understanding of Wendy’s thoughts. She took a sip of water, raised an eyebrow in satisfaction,

and seemed to be quite content with her life.

Her calm demeanor infuriated Wendy. “Chloe, how long do you plan on keeping up this act? Are you telling me that

the Alonso’s impressive fundraising doesn’t affect you at all?”

Chloe nodded, “Of course, I’m very happy.”

“Heh,” Wendy scoffed, “You’re quite the actress. Happy? On what grounds are you happy?”

Chloe cast a sidelong glance at Wendy with her starry eyes, placed her cup at her lips, leaned forward, and moved

closer to Wendy.

“Why shouldn’t I be happy? Ms. Wendy, you traded your shares for a 30 billion fund. Without sufficient shares, how

will you secure your position as the heir in the company? If Phoebe challenges you, what will you fight back with?

Sure, you’re the heir of the Alonso family, but you don’t hold any real power, do you? Anyone could easily

overthrow you. Why shouldn’t I be happy?”

Wendy’s face contorted for a moment. She glanced at Azriel sitting next to Phoebe and then broke into a laugh.

“That’s none of your concern. After all, the company isn’t yours.”

Upon hearing that, Chloe stared at Wendy with a mischievous smile for a while before leaning back into her chair.

Even after her attempt to provoke Chloe, Wendy couldn’t get the reaction she expected. She returned to her

corner, defeated. Cole looked at her disapprovingly, “You need to reel it in a bit. Everyone wants to see a showdown

between you and Chloe, and you’re just playing into their hands. Aren’t you afraid of the rumors?”

Wendy didn’t respond to Cole’s comment, instead she said, “Dad, since Mr. Azriel is interested in Wendy, why don’t

we discuss their wedding arrangements?”

Cole frowned, “Why bring that up now?”

“Because I only own 5% of the shares, my position in the company is threatened, and I want to secure my position.

Why else would I bring it up now?!”

Wendy was clearly losing her patience. Initially, she wanted to provoke Chloe, but it seemed the tables were turned.

She was right, the issue of shares was the most important thing now. “Wendy, how can you speak to your father like

that?” Grace nudged Wendy, clearly dissatisfied with her sudden change of tone.

Wendy shut her eyes, biting her lip, “I’m sorry, I just got a bit anxious.”

Cole didn’t take it to heart. His gaze drifted towards Azriel and Phoebe, “What does their wedding have to do with

your shares?”

Wendy gave a sinister smile, her eyes fixated on Azriel and Phoebe. “Dad, do you really want to marry Phoebe off

to someone else for nothing?”

Cole blinked, taken aback for a moment, but quickly caught on. “You mean…”

Wendy chuckled, her frown dissipating and replaced with a hint of malicious satisfaction.

“No such thing as a free lunch in this world.”

Grace was no fool, especially when it came to this kind of thing. She was pretty good at it.

The somewhat intrusive gazes of them left Azriel feeling perplexed. He looked up to see Cole nodding at him in a

casual manner. His brow furrowed slightly, then he turned to glance at Phoebe, whose cheeks were puffed up in

anger, resembling a pufferfish. A faint smile flickered in his eyes. He arched an eyebrow, asking, “Your father,

stepmother, and sister seem to be looking at me rather intently. Do you know what they’re thinking?”