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The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride

Chapter 1701
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Chapter 1701

Fiona didn’t even notice the glint in Chloe’s eyes, she simply waved her hand dismissively. “What’s the big deal

about cutting a cake? It’s the same old routine each year, not worth getting worked up about. I’d rather not cut it at

all than have to face those annoying people later”

Chloe’s lips curled slightly, “I thought you might regret it.”

Fiona shook her head, “I’m sick of these birthdays. You’re quite interesting, you know that? If it weren’t for you, I’d

probably still be dealing with those two women. I doubt anyone else could make them look as bad as you did.

Especially that Barbara, I bet she’ll trash her place when she gets home.”

Chloe lowered her head, gently scratching the kitten’s chin, watching it contentedly close its eyes and purr. She

couldn’t help but curve her lips, her voice calm yet tinged with a sense of nonchalance. “I’m not that great of a

person, I hold grudges and I don’t let go of things easily.

Silence filled the room. A few seconds later, Fiona burst into laughter. And then came a long, continuous bout of

laughter. “You… you really are quite interesting”

Chloe arched her eyebrows and stared at Fiona.d2

“Who admits their own flaws like that? But listening to you, it does seem like you’re quite the jerk… But I like that

about you, hahaha. It’s much better than those who are clearly jerks but pretend to be good people in front of

others.”

Chloe nodded, candidly saying, “I feel the same way.”

Fiona paused for a few seconds, and then burst into laughter again. “You… you’re so funny.”

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The cat in Chloe’s arms was startled by Fiona’s laughter and burrowed further into Chloe’s embrace. Chloe gently

soothed it

She accepted Fiona’s laughter and approval with grace. She didn’t dislike this girl who wore her emotions on her

sleeve. At least she didn’t sense any malice from her.

The more she spent time with Chloe, the more Fiona found herself liking her. She had rarely encountered someone

she liked so much in her life. This was the best birthday ever. It turned out there were so many people and things in

the world worth exploring

Although Mrs. Dubonnet had taken it upon herself to divert everyone’s attention from Barbara and Becky with some

formal speech, everyone was well aware of the situation and played along. The chaos in the ballroom was quelled

on the surface, and Barbara and Becky took the opportunity to leave the party.

Even after they left, the conversation still centered around them, more unabashed than when they were present.

Mrs. Dubonnet also didn’t want to deal with all the gossip, so she took the opportunity to find Fiona to continue the

birthday dinner. When she got downstairs, she heard Fiona’s laughter coming from upstairs.

Mrs. Dubonnet was somewhat surprised, standing under the window looking up at the lit window, carefully

discerning whether the laughter was Fiona’s.

And it was indeed from her.

Over the years, she had never heard her daughter laugh so brightly and crisply, free from any ulterior motives, a

pure and genuinely happy laughter that came from the depths of her heart.

Her daughter wouldn’t have done that in the past. Not to mention laughter, even a smile was rarely seen on her

face. Especially on her birthday each year, her mood was at its lowest.

Her grandfather loved his granddaughter, so he would throw a big birthday party every year, hoping that she would

make friends and finally open up her heart, becoming a little happier. But the result was always counterproductive,

and Fiona, being sensitive, didn’t want to disappoint her grandfather’s good intentions. She would attend each

birthday dinner, trying to keep the event peaceful.

Mrs. Dubonnet could see that this year, Fiona’s mood was much better from the start, and she knew why. But she

never expected that, after inviting the real royal granddaughter, Barbara and Becky, the two princesses, would

crash the party, instantly plummeting Fiona’s mood to rock bottom.

At first, she felt regretful. After all, they were princesses of the royal family; they couldn’t turn them away nor could

they kick them out. So the one who suffered was Fiona. But now, despite the numerous surprises at tonight’s party,

hearing Fiona’s heartfelt laughter, her Jingering anger slowly dissipated

Even though those two princesses really embarrassed themselves tonight, upon reflection, they brought it upon

themselves.

That Princess Chloe was, after all, the Queen’s own granddaughter. They couldn’t tolerate her and took the

opportunity to scheme against her, only to be exposed on the spot. They really had it coming. Even if this matter

reached the Queen, she doubted they would have any justification.

Taking a deep breath, Mrs. Dubonnet lifted her elegant dress and was about to enter the room when she saw a tall

figure standing there, his handsome face clouded with unhappiness.

“May I ask who you are…”

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Mrs. Dubonnet looked at him warily. After all, this was Fiona’s private area, and the sudden appearance of a man

naturally put her on guard as a mother.

Damon had one hand in his pocket and held a phone in the other, browsing something. The phone screen made his

distinctive features even more striking. He looked up, his dark, intimidating eyes staring straight at Mrs. Dubonnet.

Then he looked in the direction of Fiona’s room, “I’m waiting for my wife.”

Wife?

Mrs. Dubonnet paused, then she suddenly got it.

But did he marry that Princess Chloe? How come she hadn’t heard about it?

She naturally wouldn’t pry though, and offered: “It’s cold outside. Would you like to wait inside?”

Damon pursed his lips, “It’s getting late.”

Mrs. Dubonnet nodded understandingly. Then I’ll remind her for you.”

Damon nodded lightly. “Thank you.”

Just as Mrs. Dubonnet entered the cottage, she saw Fiona and Chloe coming down from upstairs. Chloe nodded

politely towards her, while Fiona pouted and turned her head to the side in exasperation.

Mrs. Dubonnet just shook her head with a helpless sigh, before turning her attention back to Chloe. “Princess. Your

husband is waiting for you outside.

Chloe arched an eyebrow, casting a glance towards the door. Considering the weather outside, she decided to head

out without a second thought.

“Hey… hey…” Fiona called after her, but Chloe didn’t stop. In a hurry, Fiona followed close behind her.