The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride novel Chapter 1214

Chapter 1214

“As for Chloe killing her, that's just baloney. I know Chloe can hold her own. If she really wanted her dead, she wouldn't have stopped Damon from shooting Wendy.

“And if we're talking near-death experiences, we gotta talk about Wendy. I saw it with my own eyes. She whipped Chloe, knocked a little girl off a horse, nearly got the kid trampled. What the hell was she thinking?"

Grace was taken aback, a flicker of surprise finally breaking through her icy demeanor. But what surprised her wasn't Wendy knocking the girl off the horse or the near trampling,

it was — "You're saying... Damon nearly shot Wendy?" Presley snorted disdainfully through his nose. He couldn't care less about Grace's focus of attention.

Thinking about Wendy crying her heart out upstairs, Grace's heart suddenly turned cold. She nearly got killed by the man she fancied. Just the thought of it was gut-wrenching.

Grace clamped her lips shut, with a gloomy look on her face. Presley didn't speak either, the living room fell into an awkward silence.

Addie, who had been watching the whole time, was getting antsy. Was Presley siding with Chloe again?

"You seem pretty fond of Chloe." After a while, Grace suddenly said.

Presley's expression was calm, "I'm just laying out the facts.

I was there, I know who's in the wrong. I'm not exactly thrilled with Chloe, but she's the woman Damon is into. If it wasn't for Wendy stepping out of line, Damon wouldn't have thought about killing her"

The living room fell silent again.

Not long after, the sound of a car engine could be heard outside. Royce walked in with Elizabeth and others. They sensed the tense atmosphere in the living room, and Elizabeth huffed softly.

Presley naturally wouldn't bother greeting them. Grace was in a gloomy mood, but she still stood up, smiling at Elizabeth. "Finally back, I see."

Elizabeth smiled, pushed past Royce, and sat down on the living room couch. "Did you see Wendy?" Grace's smile stiffened for a moment. "I did:

Elizabeth smiled, "You called me back for something?" Grace looked at Elizabeth's composed and guilt-free face,

and her last bit of smile faded. "What do you think I, as Wendy's mother, should say?" The facts were clear. Wendy was the one who got beaten up the worst. She specifically emphasized the fact that she was the "mother". Grace threw the question back at Elizabeth, clearly wanting to see how she would explain this.

Elizabeth sat on the couch, legs elegantly crossed to one side, looking dignified. Hearing Grace's words, she put on a gentle and polite smile.

What to do next?

"Of course, she should apologize."

Grace's expression instantly turned cold. Elizabeth looked at her expression and smiled softly. She had seen a lot since being with Royce. How could she not see through Grace's tricks?

These words, although mentioning that Elizabeth had watched Wendy grow up, were more of a stress on Wendy's high status as the daughter of the Alonso family. All these words were reminding Elizabeth to be clear about her position, to know who was more important and closer.

Clearly, Wendy was the one Elizabeth should be siding with.

“Addie.’ Elizabeth's gaze fixed on the low table in front of her,

not even turning her head, "How did you get through half your life as a servant?" Addie's face darkened. "What?" Elizabeth raised an eyebrow, turning her head towards Addie. "Who taught you that a servant can interrupt when the master is speaking? Have you lost sight of your place,

or have you never respected me?" Addie's breath noticeably deepened.

"What are you talking about!" Presley suddenly frowned and snapped, "What servant?!" Elizabeth chuckled, "She's the one who calls herself a servant in front of me, and really, that's all she is.

Traditionally, hired help don't get a say in the master's affairs. If she's doing a shoddy job while pocketing the Harper family’s hard-earned cash and trying to influence our decisions, as the lady of the house, shouldn't I give her a piece of my mind?" Addie clamped her lips shut, casting a glance at Presley, her eyes rimmed with red. "I only spoke out of goodwill, but you're right, I was overstepping... about my work, I don't think I've been slacking off..." "Oh really? So you're saying you don't respect me at all?"

Addie was taken aback, "There is no such a thing. You're the lady of the Harper family, how dare I disrespect you?"

"Then why, since the moment I sat here, haven't I had even a sip of water?"

Addie's face paled as she glanced at the empty low table in front of Elizabeth. "...I forgot.