The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride novel Chapter 1078

Chapter 1078 

A moment of silence… 

After a while, Damon’s voice finally came from the other end of the phone… 

“Mrs. Harper.” 

“Uh, yes, that’s me!” Chloe sat up straight. 

Silence… 

Damon didn’t know what to say for a moment. He paused, then said, “Which restaurant are you at? I’ll come pick you up.” 

“Um… are you coming too?” 

“What do you think?” 

“… Welcome.” 

At the barbecue restaurant, Fritz and Chloe sat facing each other, with Fritz busy grilling the food. 

He moved gracefully, without any awkwardness. 

“Have you been in P City since you graduated?” Chloe asked. 

“Yes. There are good opportunities for development here.” He said, then chuckled, “But the competition is fierce. I’ve been here for so many years and I’m still just an assistant.” 

“No way.” Chloe took a sip of water, “Every position has its necessity and potential for growth. Just keep trying.” 

Fritz placed the grilled meat on Chloe’s plate but didn’t continue the previous topic. Instead, he asked, “How did you meet Mr. Rupin?” 

“Oh, we just met each other. His father is in charge of the mall under the Harper family banner. There’s a special counter there selling my designs. That’s all.” 

“I see…” 

Fritz thought for a moment, then nodded, “But I still suggest you keep some distance from him. The women around him… Uh, he’s rich, you know… he’s got a way with women. You need to learn to protect yourself.” 

Chloe paused; seeing him awkwardly reminding her, she couldn’t help but laugh. “Thanks for the heads up. But I don’t think there will be anything between us, I have a boyfriend.” 

“Ah? Oh right, I forgot, you’re about to get engaged. But… you’re still so young, why marry so early… I mean no offense, just that… you’re a good person, good–looking, capable and not short of money, why settle for a nouveau riche…” 

“Of course, if you really like him, that’s another story. Not all nouveau riche are crude.” 

Chloe chuckled, “Who said my boyfriend is nouveau riche?” 

Fritz was taken aback, “The news on the internet…” 

“Do you believe those?” 

“But your boyfriend’s high–price engagement gift a while ago, it really was shocking…” 

Chloe rubbed her forehead, “That… does have a bit of a nouveau riche vibe… Speaking of which… it does resemble the style of a gangster…” 

Fritz froze, “Gangster…” 

“So that’s how you describe me in front of others?” 

A deep and clear voice rang out, causing a tingling sensation to spread through Chloe’s feet and all the hairs on her body to stand up. 

Fritz paused, subconsciously looking up at the man next to him who radiated a strong presence. The meat on his skewer fell onto the iron plate with a “plop“. 

Chloe glanced at him, whose expression seemed to say “Who am I? Where am I? What am I doing?”. 

She looked up again to see a tall, strapping man gazing at her with his handsome and deep face, his eyes not looking friendly. Feeling embarrassed, she smiled slightly, noticing the man’s eyes shift ever so slightly. 

She immediately understood his meaning, subtly shifted her body deeper into the couch. Then, the tall figure sat down with a strong aura, his suit button unbuttoned, and he sat elegantly next to Chloe. His handsome face showed no expression, his cold eyes seemingly covered with a layer of frost. But his hand was warm, his long arm directly draped over Chloe’s slender waist, moving her closer to him. 

Their intimate posture suggested a deep relationship between the two. 

Fritz was dumbfounded as he watched Damon, his eyes moving stiffly in his sockets. He stared at Damon, then at Chloe. After a few times, the more he stared, the more incredible it seemed. 

Was he hallucinating? But why would he have a hallucination that had nothing to do with him? 

Chloe looked at Fritz’s bewildered expression, lightly clearing her throat, “Fritz, this is the ‘gangster“.” 

Fritz’s eyes trembled slightly, looking at Damon he muttered, 

“Hello, gangster…” 

Damon’s eyes narrowed, his sharp gaze felt like a knife jabbing into Fritz’s forehead. He quickly recovered, shaking his head hurriedly, “No no no, hello, Mr. Harper.” 

Damon glanced at him, nodded slightly, and elegantly said, “Hello.” 

After all, he was his girlfriend’s friend, he should be friendly. 

Chloe nervously told Damon, “This is my classmate Fritz, he’s now the assistant to Mr. Stephen’s son, who is in charge of the new mall of the Harper family.”