The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride novel Chapter 1338

Chapter 1338 

Cicely turned around to face Seth. “I was just making room for our guests…” 

She suddenly stopped, a surprised smile dancing in her eyes. “Mr. Diaz, I’m not obligated to entertain you, am I?” 

Her light smile made her face look truly radiant and beautiful, but it seemed so fake. 

“I have things to do, so I’ll be off.” Her smile disappeared as she turned around to put on her boots. Chloe watched as Seth, seated across from her, suddenly stood up. His icy aura filled the room, along with a commanding presence that came with his sudden increase in height. And then he was gone. 

At this moment, Damon put his arm around her, gently rubbing her shoulder. Chloe shifted her gaze to his face, letting the shock Seth had caused gradually fade away 

Within a few seconds, Cicely had put on her boots and was about to leave when her arm was suddenly grabbed. She turned her head and saw Seth’s gloomy but handsome face. 

She raised her eyebrows, her eyes devoid of any laughter, cold and emotionless. “What do you want?” 

‘Dinner.” 

Cicely found it a bit amusing. “I have no reason to starve myself.” 

“Then eat!” 

His voice sounded calm, but everyone present could hear the weight behind his words, sounding like they could create a hole in the floor. 

If his calmness was a successful disguise for Cicely, then his grip on her arm, causing her face to pale from the pain, completely shattered her patience. “I told you I had things to do. Are you sure you want to be this nosy and create this tension? Are you not afraid of being laughed at?” 

Seth quietly stared at her, his narrow eyes deep and unreadable, devoid of any emotion, his expression dark. “Are you sure you want to keep this up?” 

Cicely looked up at the much taller man. “I said I had things to do. Did you not hear, or did you not understand?” 

There was a gasp in the living room. The atmosphere was as cold as an iceberg. Despite their short time working in this apartment, they had not seen these two owners together very often. Their usual work was relatively easy, but when the two did meet, it always drained their energy. 

Why were these two hard to serve? If it was just one of them present, not really. They were actually quite easy to serve. But once both of them appeared in the house it was a disaster for the servants. Sometimes they really couldn’t understand the relationship between these two. 

The young lady lived in a house bought by Mr. Diaz, and to outsiders, she was just a secret lover. But as a lover, she was taken care of by Mr. Diaz and only needed to please him, but with her, things got complicated. 

Whenever the two met, the atmosphere quickly became awkward. She didn’t act like a mistress, and Mr. Diaz didn’t act like her sugar daddy. 

Did that like something a lover would say? 

Even the servants could hear it, and so could the others in the living room. 

The atmosphere was at a standstill. Cicely tried to move her arm, but each time she moved, Seth’s grip tightened. The pain was unbearable. Cicely’s face grew palér and paler, sweat appearing on the tip of her nose, shining brightly under the light. 

Seth’s eyes narrowed slightly, and he relaxed his grip a bit. Feeling Cicely trying to pull her hand back, he tightened his grip again. “You can go out after dinner. If you’re short on time, I’ll have someone take you there.” 

He cut Cicely off before she could speak, his voice surprisingly patient. 

The servants in the living room only dared to wipe the cold sweat off their faces at this point. They could never understand Mr. Diaz’s temperament. 

He could lose his temper over a small thing, but he would not care about something major. Like now. 

Cicely didn’t say anything. She was thinking about how to express her anger in a more gentle way, to save some dignity for her guests today. 

Chloe quietly watched the invisible struggle between the two, finally standing up from Damon’s embrace. “Since we’re all here, why don’t we all have dinner together?” 

She walked up to the two of them, looked at Cicely’s face, and smiled slightly. “You’ve been so busy lately, you don’t even want to have dinner with me?“. 

Cicely looked back at her. Did she believe her? 

“Anyway, you’re going to start filming next week. I can give you a day off tomorrow. I’m going to the Angel’s Haven Orphanage in the suburbs with my mother tomorrow. Do you want to come and relax?”