The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride novel Chapter 2107

The director on set was momentarily at a loss.

He didn't want to offend Chloe personally, especially now that she was Damon’s wife, someone he had to tread lightly around.

And then there was the lady standing before him, the once well-known princess of P City, now the wife of the new darling of the business world, someone whose mere glance could determine life or death in their circles—Seth.

He couldn't afford to cross either of them.

Xenia really didn't know what she was getting herself into. Barely rising to fame, riding the wave of CP Entertainment's resources, she dared to cross the path of these influential women.

Was she asking for trouble?d2

"Ms. Summers, well.." the director tentatively asked Chloe, unsure of what to do with Xenia.

Chloe's eyes held a distant, polite smile, "Director, I'm not the one who was wronged today."

The director quickly turned to Cicely, "Mrs. Diaz..."

Cicely, not one to mince words, opened her mouth with a cold look in her eyes, "Do I look like someone with a good temper?"

The director got the message.

Xenia's assistant, who had widened her eyes in shock upon hearing Cicely's title, was now visibly panicked. Cicely's intentions were clear, and the assistant couldn't help but scramble, "Mrs. Diaz, the company is counting on Xenia's film to sweep awards this year. Mr. Diaz has invested a lot, and it's not just about the money; there's a lot of people's efforts at stake."

"Yes, so it's unfortunate that because of one person, Xenia, it looks like everyone’s efforts might go to waste."

The assistant couldn't believe her ears. Could such a large investment really go down the drain just like that?

"Mrs. Diaz, please reconsider..."

"Reconsider what? To forgive her?" Cicely flicked her hair back over her shoulders with a cold laugh, "That would make me look like the fool here."

Having said her piece, Cicely gathered her coat around her and strode off.

Chloe stayed behind to exchange a few words with the director before following Cicely out.

-

The recording continued despite Xenia's absence, with another actress filling in. The incident on set didn’t leak to the public, but that didn't stop Seth from finding out.

On the way back to the company, Xenia's assistant confidently reassured her, saying that Seth would ultimately think of the bigger picture and not let Cicely have her way. Xenia, after much thought, found her assistant's words to be sensible. If she could secure the Best Actress award, her value would soar, and Seth would indeed have to think twice before trying to blacklist her.

But when they arrived at the company, the looks they received unsettled their recently adjusted mindset once again.

It wasn't until her agent called her into the office and suggested she "take a good rest" that Xenia’s nerves shattered again. "What does this mean? I'm the lead actress. How can I rest at a time like this, when we’re promoting the film. The promotions will have other arrangements; your arrangement is to rest."

The agent's tone grew colder, his patience wearing thin with her feigned ignorance. He slammed his pen down on the desk, his expression chilling.

"Xenia, do you have any idea how many resources I've fought for you to get? How many people I've offended? Do you think you got your spot as a prioritized artist solely based on your talent? What gave you the confidence to be so brazen? Riding Mr. Diaz's coattails is a risky business.

"Do you think your past affairs went unnoticed by Mrs. Diaz? She's been tolerant to preserve Mr. Diaz's image. Xenia, you've really dug your own grave. It's one thing to have ambitions, but to flaunt them in front of Cicely is to seal your own fate."

Xenia slumped into her chair, her face ashen.

-

Seth called Cicely several times, but she didn't answer. She stayed at the Harper family home as if nothing had happened.

However, late at night, Seth appeared in the Harper family's living room. Clad in a crisp, dark suit that couldn't hide his weariness or the sharp edge of cold in his eyes, he looked around the quiet space.

Chloe, wrapped in a robe, descended the stairs, unsurprised to see him, which made Seth realize she knew more than she let on.

"Where is she?" Seth asked, his voice as cold as the night air.

"Third floor, the room by the window," Chloe pointed without much ado.

Without another word, Seth strode past her, his presence leaving a chill in the air.

The butler glanced at Chloe with concern, slightly intimidated by Seth's ominous demeanor. "It's okay," Chloe reassured him with a smile. "Go rest. We'll need an extra breakfast tomorrow."

"Understood."

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Seth, who had previously ascended the stairs three at a time, now paused at the door to the third-floor guest room. His well-defined hand rested on the doorknob, his dark eyes fixed on the door for a moment before he finally turned the handle.

As the door opened, a familiar scent filled his senses, easing the tension that had gripped his body.

Inside the room, his eyes adjusted to the darkness, and he could make out the subtle rise on the large bed where Cicely lay, her hair spilling around her. Even in the dark, he could see her clearly.