The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride novel Chapter 705

Chapter 705 

Damon, with a stern face, strode over and pulled Chloe up. With a slip of her foot, she was yanked into his arms by Damon’s strength. She bumped into his solid chest, feeling a bit of pain in her chest 

Everyone gasped, exchanging glances. 

“What the heck is going on?” 

“Does Mr. Harper have a thing for Jeanette? Did he get jealous seeing Jeanette getting hit on?” 

“I was wondering where Jeanette got the money to host a concert, turns out it’s Mr. Harper’s backing. That kind of money is peanuts for the Harper family.” “No wonder…” 

Jeanette felt embarrassed hearing these words. What the hell were they babbling about? How could she possibly have anything going on with Mr. Harper? Besides, Damon was Ms. Summers… 

As everyone kept gossiping, Damon grabbed Chloe’s wrist again and strode towards the backstage. 

“Ah, Mr. Harper. 

“Mr. Harper 

Shawn was a bit worried that the two would start a fight in his photography studio and hurriedly wanted to follow. 

Lennon was even more furious. She came today to build a relationship with Mr. Harper. How come… she didn’t understand why Mr. Harper would be interested in a young girl like Jeanette 

She gritted her teeth secretly and quickly followed. 

Damon led Chloe directly into the dressing room. The door was closed and locked. 

Lennon and Shawn arrived just in time to hear the locking sound and were stunned. They looked at each other, their eyes full of confusion. They’re fighting, okay, but why lock the door? Besides, how could Ms. Summers possibly beat Mr. Harper. She’s a woman! 

Inside the dressing room, Chloe shook off Damon’s hand during the gap when he was locking the door and strode towards the makeup table. Her anger was impossible to hide 

Damon caught up with her, grabbed Chloe, and pinned her to the makeup table. 

His cool fingers forcefully rubbed her soft red lips. 

“Ouch. what are you doing?” Chloe pushed him. 

Damon wrapped an arm around Chloe’s waist and pulled her closer to himself. His gaze was cold, his eyebrows furrowed, his fingers pinching Chloe’s chin, forcing her to look at him 

“Why did you run, do you have something to tell me?” 

Chloe frowned, “No.” 

“Chloe Damon scolded coldly, his gaze sweeping over her all–white suit. 

He suddenly stretched out his other hand, ripping open the suit, buttons bouncing off the makeup table and onto the floor with a clatter. 

Chloe gasped