The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride
Chapter 1308

Chapter 1308

Chapter 1308

Winston’s voice was filled with irritation. Chloe glanced at him and, sure enough, he looked prettysour.

She shrugged, pointed at the television, and said, “Herman, is not too shabby”

After saying that, she watched Winston’s face for any reaction, then calmly turned and went into thekitchen.

But she had barely stepped inside when she heard the sound of a car engine outside. Damonwalked into the living room, exchanging glances with Winston.

Winston was happily lounging on the sofa watching TV, and the comfortable sight rubbed Damonthe wrong way.

Upon seeing Damon, Winston also scowled. The two men faced each other, neither saying a wordfor a while. Finally, as Damon was unbuttoning his coat, he grumbled, “When are you moving out?”

Winston chuckled and nonchalantly propped his feet up on the table. “Mr. Harper, this housebelongs to the Pecks.”

Damon’s frown deepened. “I can buy this house.”

“I’m not selling!”

Chloe heard the commotion and came out from the dining room, seeing Damon glaring at Winstonseeming pretty ticked off. “Damon, you’re back?”

Damon turned to look at Chloe, who had a bunch of vegetables in her hand. It seemed like she wascooking. He furrowed his brows, went over to her side, and took the vegetables from her. “What’reyou doing?”

“I’m making Mexican chili soup. You want some?”

“I’ll have a bowl too.”

Before Damon could respond, Winston butted in.

Damon frowned even more, almost crushing the vegetables in his hand. “We’re moving outtomorrow,” Damon said.

He couldn’t stand this place anymore!

Chloe didn’t object. She also agreed to move out with Damon. Seeing Chloe had no objections,Damon’s mood lightened up a bit.

“Mexican chili soup?” he asked Chloe, and seeing her nod, he pulled her into the dining room, hadher sit by the table, then he went into the kitchen to cook.

Before long, Chloe saw Damon come out with a bowl of Mexican chili soup.

Seeing the soup, Chloe’s appetite surged. Damon’s cooking skills were truly amazing. He couldcook anything!

She picked up her utensils, blew on it and took a taste. It was absolutely delicious.

“Good?”

Chloe nodded, giving him a thumbs up. “Very good.”

Damon’s lips curved up slightly, enjoying her satisfied expression, his handsome face full oftenderness and affection.

When she finished the last spoonful of soup, Chloe finally let out a satisfied sigh. Looking up, shesaw the man across from her staring at her. Her face involuntarily reddened. “Did I… eat toomuch?”

Damon chuckled. “We’re three people eating, it’s not too much.”

Three people… Chloe looked down at her stomach, a smile twinkling in her eyes.

“Anything wrong with the company recently?”

Hearing Chloe’s question, Damon’s smile faded a bit, but he shook his head. “Nothing’s wrong.”

Seeing his reaction, Chloe hesitated. “I don’t understand why Presley has been so adamantrecently, is he considering something else?”

Damon leaned back in his chair, his gaze unreadable. “Whatever he’s considering, it doesn’t justifyhis actions.” With that, he stood up, walked over to her, and lifted her from her chair.

He rubbed his forehead against hers. “You’re full now. Go freshen up and sleep, okay?”

Chloe thought about it and nodded. “I have to go watch Miles‘ competition tomorrow, so I need toget up early.”

Damon frowned. “Do you have to go?”

“Mm. If I don’t, Wendy will get bored.”

Damon smiled helplessly at their little power struggle.

The next day, the international makeup competition was held at the P City International ConventionCenter.

The east, west, south, and north gates of the convention center were all open. Contestants couldenter with their competition passes, while others, besides judges and some industry authorities,needed to buy tickets to get in. The admission screening was very strict.

Chloe didn’t come with Miles, by the time she arrived it was already late, but the entrance of thevenue was still swarmed with reporters.

“Jacob, how confident are you in achieving a triple crown this time?”

“I heard that among the contestants this time, there’s an old classmate of yours, will his participationaffect you psychologically?”

“Who do you think is the most capable makeup artist in this year’s competition, besides yourself?”

Jacob’s fame in the fashion world, his relationship with the popular star Beverly, and his potentialtriple crowning this year were undoubtedly the topics reporters were most interested in.

Faced with the reporters‘ barrage of questions, Jacob remained very poised and calm, showingnone of the nervousness and panic of a competitor. “Thank you all for your concern. In everycompetition, I believe every contestant is 100% confident in themselves. This is not only atestament to their long–term efforts but also their recognition of their professional knowledge. I’mthe same, it’s not about how confident I am in the competition, but that I must win the championship!

“Of course, I have no doubt about the abilities of my colleagues. However, he has been focusing onhis photography work for many years, and I’m concerned that he might not be familiar with thecurrent fashion trends and some more popular professional knowledge. I hope he can improve inthis area and I wish him excellent results in this year’s competition.

“Every makeup artist who has the courage to participate in the competition is a strong competitor. Ihope everyone can achieve their best results.” He broadly answered the questions just asked by thereporters. Apart from his “kind concern” for Miles, his other responses were standard official

answers.

The reporters were clearly not very interested in this kind of public relations rhetoric designed tohandle them, but upon further questioning, they seemed unable to extract more information. Theyturned to Beverly, who was in Jacob’s arms, with smiles on their faces. “You two are getting marriedin a few days, right? Do you have confidence in him?”

Beverly smiled. “Thank you for your concern. I have a lot of confidence in him. He has never let medown.”