The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride

Chapter 1261

A calm voice quietly chimed in, the tone soft but the words landing clear and strong on everyone’s ears.

Chloe’s raised hand froze mid–air. She blinked in surprise, then slowly turned towards the entrance.

At the banquet hall entrance, someone was pushing a wheelchair inside. The lady in the wheelchair wore a hat, her

head slightly lowered. From Chloe’s position on the stage, she couldn’t even see the woman’s chin. But her hand

shook slightly, her gaze glued to the woman in the wheelchair, as if she were a toddler learning to walk, cautiously

turning to face the crowd.

The crowd once again parted, all eyes on the lady in the wheelchair, curiosity piqued.

“Who’s she?”

“No idea.”

“Where’d she pop up from? Seems like she’s here to back up Ms. Summers.”

The wheelchair finally came to a halt not far from the stage.

Jonah, who had been standing by, swayed a bit, gazing at the woman in disbelief. How could this be?!

He took a few steps forward, excitement taking a hold of Him, but suddenly remembered the current situation.

Ever since she left, Chloe’s life had hit rock bottom. He, as her grandfather, had failed to protect her. Even Chloe’s

engagement party had turned into a farce.

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Chloe claimed she was Damon’s fiancée, but most people there didn’t buy it. The Alonsos were brazen enough to

say Chloe was a nobody, treating her like she was beneath them.The Summers family offered her no support, and

in the end, her own grandmother intended to sell her off to a Viscount from Y Country.

He was too ashamed to face her.

Grace frowned at the lady in the wheelchair. “Who are you? What do you mean by what you just said!?”

“Seems you’re not too bright if you can’t even understand plain language.”

Grace’s face turned sour. “Mind your own business, this is between the Alonsos and the Harpers, and has nothing to

do with you.”

“Your business?” The lady’s voice was light, faintly amused. It was clear that she commanded the room with just a

few casual words.

As Mrs. Alonso, Grace was used to being fawned over by high society. Now, being outdone by a woman in a

wheelchair, she was none too pleased. “Excuse me?!” She spat furiously.

One was calm and composed, even seated in a wheelchair, exuding an air of clear, cold dominance that demanded

respect. The other was impulsive and rude. Despite standing on a stage and bearing the title of Mrs. Alonso, Grace

seemed crude compared to the woman below.

“How can this matter be only yours? Your daughter’s marrying the CEO of the Harper family, but the CEO is actually

set to marry Miss Summers. The Harpers, the Summers, the Alonsos, do you just think Chloe is alone and easy to

push around?”

No one to rely on?

Grace paused, then burst into laughter. “Or what? Her grandmother’s ready to abandon her, her grandpa can’t

stand up to her grandma, and her own father’s useless. Who do you think can step–up for her in the Summers

family?”

She sneered, as if recalling something amusing, then turned to Alyssa. “So even by family status, the Summers

can’t even muster a decent guy to marry her. Alyssa, no offense, but I think you might be getting too old, trying to

play charity?”

Alyssa didn’t seem offended and just smiled coldly. “Even if this was charity, we’d rather give charity than marry a

stuck–up Alonso. Don’t you find yourself ridiculous?” Grace’s eyes twitched. She glared at Alyssa, her face a

grimace of anger and pain, “So, Alyssa, you’re really throwing away our friendship for this lowly woman.”

Alyssa didn’t reply, instead a mocking voice came from the crowd. “Friendship should be mutual, not something you

can exploit at will.”

Grace’s fury flared again, she shot a glare at the woman in the wheelchair. “Who the hell are you? I warn you, if

you know what’s good for you, stay out of my way. What right do you have to interfere in our business?!”

“Right… hmm…” The soft voice lingered, after a long pause, and the woman in the wheelchair slowly raised her

hand, removing her hat.

Chloe’s hands clenched tight, her body shaking slightly, her heart pounding uncontrollably. Her eyes quivered, tears

burning at the corners. She bit her lip, her gaze locked on

the woman.

The woman took off her hat, slowly lifted her head, her eyes meeting Chloe’s without flinching. Chloe’s eyes

trembled, tears spilling over. Her chest tightened, then abruptly relaxed, her knees buckling, nearly falling over. Her

throat let out a whimper, almost a sob. If Damon hadn’t been there to catch her, she would’ve collapsed right

there.

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Chloe clung to Damon’s arm, her eyes fixed on the woman’s face. Despite her blurry vision, she refused to blink.

She leaned heavily against Damon. This was just like when Damon suddenly appeared. It felt almost the same.

She had always believed that in this crazy world, Damon was her rock, her go–to guy. So, whenever he showed up,

all her toughness and stubbornness would just crumble. She didn’t have to fake bravery, and she wasn’t scared of

him seeing her vulnerable side. Because she knew, as long as he was there, she wouldn’t get hurt.

Before, she thought she only had Damon. But she never saw this coming. Today, of all days, she…

“Damon…” She couldn’t believe it, instinctively gripping Damon’s arm tightly. “I think I see my…”

She couldn’t finish her sentence, she was scared of getting her hopes up, scared of mistaking someone else for the

person she longed for. The letdown after that would take a long time to recover from.

She locked away all memories of her mother in the deepest corner of her heart.

“It’s your mom.”