The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride novel Chapter 839

Chapter 839 

He was still wearing the same suit he wore to work. This actually didn’t quite fit the image of a gentleman, but it didn’t diminish the aura of nobility that radiated off him 

His handsome features seemed to have been crafted by divine hands, his gaze calm and serene like water. He came off as detached and uninterested, yet radiated a chilling sharpness 

He strolled in with a poker face His gaze, his stride, even the slight sway of his hair. all these insignificant gestures exuded a deadly domineering charm 

His natural aura of authority and lethal allure made one both long for and fear his proximity 

“Who’s that guy ” 

“That’s Damon!” 

“Oh boy tonight’s worth it. I’ve attended countless socialite gatherings, but tonight’s the real deal!” 

“But is he really here for the party? Seems like he’s putting everyone at arm’s length.. tough nut to crack.” 

“Don’t worry everyone here is either a gentleman or a socialite, he’s gotta play by the rules, right?” 

The socialites all nodded in agreement. After spending a significant amount of time in high society, they had deeply understood the importance of courtesy. There were too many rules, interests, and etiquette to consider. Even when rejecting someone, one shouldn’t make them feel awkward 

They exchanged glances, lifted their chins, swayed their bodies, and confidently strolled towards Damon. 

As Damon looked at the women slowly approaching, he slightly furrowed his brows. 

“Excuse me. Are you Mr Harper? A woman held out a glass of red wine, the huge diamond ring on her hand casting a dazzling light that intertwined with the glass. 

Daman gave her a fleeting glance and nodded subtly. 

“Hmm” 

The response sent ripples of excitement through the socialite. She hurriedly fetched a glass of wine from the bar, intending to hand it to Damon. 

“I’m not drinking tonight” He said, lifting his hand to glance at his watch. 

Seeing this, the socialites began to feel anxious. Was he planning to leave already?! But he’d just arrived. 

“Mr Harper 

“Mr. Harper…” 

One by one, they stepped forward, trying to catch Damon’s attention. 

His good looks and impressive family background made him the dreamboat every socialite wanted to marry. 

As they were putting their best foot forward, a sharp voice cut through the air. “Move.” 

The rudeness of this voice made everyone frown. Upon seeing the newcomer, they rolled their eyes. 

It was Paolo Alonso’s darling daughter, Phoebe. 

Her aunt was married into the Harper family, so she wasn’t someone to be casually offended. That was how it went in high society, clear–cut classes. 

With a light smile. Phoebe moved in front of Damon. “Mr. Harper, long time no see.” 

Damon’s emotionless gaze landed on Phoebe, causing the surrounding socialites to grit their teeth in annoyance. From the very beginning, despite their best efforts, they couldn’t gain even a single extra second of Mr. Harper’s favor. This Phoebe, looking so tacky yet receiving such treatment. Frustrating! 

But then, Damon spoke up. “Who are you?” 

Phoebe’s excited smile gradually froze. 

The socialites around couldn’t help but giggle. 

“Awkward fail,” 

“Thought being Alonso’s darling would win her everyone’s affection.” 

“Time to give her a reality check.” 

Phoebe gritted her teeth, but before she could say anything, a woman approached and hooked arms with Phoebe. 

“This is Phoebe, from the Alonso family. She’s your aunt’s niece.” 

The speaker was Angie Harper, her task today was to watch over her brother tonight. 

She’d always been close to the two Alonso sisters. Now that Presley was pushing for Damon to settle down, she certainly couldn’t forget her good sisters. 

Hearing Angie’s words, Damon’s brows slightly creased.