The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride Chapter 164

Chapter 164 

“Miss, there’s a family dinner tonight, and the lady is here to pick you up herself.” 

The driver respectfully stood in front of her, turning sideways to let her get in the car. 

Chloe looked up at the open car door and saw someone sitting inside. 

It was Carolina Petry. 

1 believe Keira must have told you guys all about what happened yesterday afternoon. A family dinner has nothing to do with me.” 

“I came to pick you up personally, and you’re still arguing with me?” 

Chloe’s face was expressionless. “If you want to keep enjoying the view from the car, go ahead.” 

She turned to leave, but Carolina’s voice rang out again, heavy: “This time, we’re discussing the company’s anniversary party. Your grandfather specifically was to be invol 

can ignore me, but will you also ignore your grandfather’s words?” 

Chloe stopped, and seeing her waver, Carolina continued, “Your grandfather will be there tonight, too.” 

Stardust Soiree. 

A true treasure trove and a favorite place for wealthy merchants and businessmen. 

Chloe stood at the entrance, gazing up at the magnificent club, but feeling a chill in her heart. 

Let’s go.” 

Carolina got out of the car, walked up to Chloe with her cane, and said in a low voice before heading inside. 

Chloe followed Carolina, looking at her not–so–tall figure. As Carolina climbed the steps, her cane didn’t land on the second step. She stumbled and was about to fall. 

Chloe instinctively hurried over and held her steady. Carolina leaned against Chloe, her face pale for a moment. 

“Are you okay?” 

Chloe bent down, picked up her cane, and handed it to her. 

Carolina regained her composure and looked at Chloe. 

Chloe turned her head indifferently, helped her up the steps, and then silently withdrew her hand. 

Carolina gave her another glance, and for a moment, her sharp eyes seemed lost. 

Chloe remained indifferent and on guard. 

She wasn’t like this before. 

When she was little, she used to wear elegant and beautiful dresses, her smile sweet and adorable. 

The tiny girl would sit in her lap, learning to peel oranges, her soft little hands stuffing peeled orange slices into her mouth. 

She would sing off–key songs and dance awkwardly in front of her, giggling. 

Back then, she brought so much laughter and joy to the family. 

Everyone wanted to give her the best, treating her like a little princess. 

But the real princess of the Summers family wasn’t her. 

Her absent–minded gaze gradually cleared. 

The real princess wasn’t her. 

Carolina sighed heavily and led Chloe to their reserved private room. 

But when the door opened and she saw the people sitting inside, the light in Chloe’s bright eyes gradually dimmed, like a frostbitten stone on a cold winter morning, hard and icy. 

Carolina glanced at her, “Go in and sit down!” 

Chloe looked at her, her voice cold, “Where’s Grandpa?” 

“He’s not here yet!”