The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride novel Chapter 892

Chapter 892 

Today, Wendy was wearing an irregular high–waist A–line skirt with ruffled edges, a thin sweater, and draped over her was a luxurious white mink coat. Her long hair was meticulously groomed, and her makeup was flawless. 

She exuded an aristocratic elegance. 

Right now, her gaze was involuntarily fixed on Damon, her eyes sparkling with hidden infatuation. 

His tall stature can pull off any style, but he had a preference for black. The high–end suit he was wearing showcased his broad shoulders and straight posture. The suit was finely crafted with elegant lines, revealing his noble témperament and dominance. 

She’d met many outstanding men, but none compared to him. This man, so exceptional that it hurt her heart. She wanted to stand by his side, so much that it was painful. 

But now… standing next to him was another woman. 

When she greeted him, Damon didn’t respond at all. He just glanced at his watch and said casually, “Time to go.” 

“Ah…” Nathan let out a long yawn and stood up from the sofa. 

The two of them turned and left. Nate’s car just happened to pull up. Damon, with his arm around Chloe’s waist, let her get into the car first, and then unbuttoned his suit jacket and got in. 

“Damon…” 

Wendy followed, wanting to ride in the same car as Damon, but before she could finish her sentence, Damon had already closed the car door. 

He made no concessions. 

Wendy bit her lip tightly, her designer handbag almost deformed from the grip. 

Nathan, who had had a drink last night and was yawning constantly with a lackluster spirit, opened the back door and climbed in. 

Then he glanced at Wendy and lazily said, “Are you planning to drive yourself?” 

At this point, the driver reminded from the front, “The traffic isn’t great at this time.” 

Wendy gave a slight smile, “Thank you for driving me then.” 

With that, she was about to open the back door to get 

“Oh, I plan to sleep a bit on the ride. You should sit in the front.” 

Nathan said to Wendy after rolling down the window, then sprawled out on the seat. Wendy’s smile froze for a moment, but she gritted her teeth, opened the passenger door, and got in. 

Chloe was not familiar with the layout of the city. But when the car drove into a remote area, she finally felt something was off. 

“Aren’t we going to the airport?” 

Damon smiled, “Yes, we are.” 

Chloe frowned and looked out the window. 

Nate then explained, “Miss Chloe, we’re going to the Harper family’s private airport. The public airport is too crowded and not safe.” 

Chloe didn’t say anything, silently accepting the explanation. This is the Harper family. Nothing is impossible. 

Upon arrival at the private airport, a few solemn–faced staff members immediately came up to greet them. 

“Good day…” 

As usual, Damon showed no emotion, taking Chloe’s hand and heading straight for the waiting area. 

Chloe looked around the private airport and found it to be almost indistinguishable from a public airport, even with four standard airliners parked. 

“Aren’t you guys wasting resources? This huge place is just for private planes?” 

Damon chuckled, “If the government is willing to buy it, I would certainly sell it to them.” 

Chloe frowned slightly, looking around. 

Bought? How much would that cost? 

Wendy, standing aside, looked at Chloe’s nonplussed expression, her face flashing with a touch of scorn and sarcasm. 

Others might want to buy, but did they have the money? 

“Here it is.” 

Nate reminded in a low voice. 

Not long after, the plane landed, taxied a bit, and then stopped not far away. 

Everyone walked over, the cabin door slowly opened, the stairs automatically extended, and then, several stern–faced bodyguards in black walked out. Next, a figure slowly emerged from the middle of the cabin door. 

She was wearing a body–hugging, luxurious burgundy velvet gown with a black thread embroidered phoenix pattern on it. Her hair was neatly done up, and she was wearing a fringed shawl with sleeves, regal and radiant, exuding an elegant and dignified aura. 

Chloe’s breath hitched slightly as she watched this woman descend. Her eyes were bright and intelligent, her figure well–maintained, feminine, and lean. There was less gentleness than she’d expected, replaced by a strong sense of competence and sharpness. 

As she slowly descended the stairs, her intelligent and sharp eyes swept over everyone, finally resting on Chloe, who was standing next to Damon. 

She was trying to size up Chloe in the shortest time possible, who, on the other hand, was also calmly watching her.