The Enticing CEO's Chosen Bride novel Chapter 1012

Chloe thought for a moment and decided that it made sense.

She hadn't had her first draw of the lot yet tonight. No matter how "lucky" she was, her luck should have run out by now, especially since this was her first time getting the first draw.

"You're right! I'll go first."

"Go ahead, try to leave some chances for the gentlemen behind."

Chloe pursed her lips lightly, reached out to pick a toothpick, hesitated mid-air for a moment, and finally picked one, closing her eyes before pulling it out.

Rose couldn't help but laugh, "You're so nervous. The odds are so small, you..."

Her words hung in the air as she stared intently at the toothpick in Chloe's hand, her lips twitching involuntarily.

Everyone else leaned in for a closer look, and a hush fell over the room. Kane whistled, "Whoa, game over, and it hasn't even started yet."

Chloe's heart sank as she opened her eyes to see the toothpick in her hand, broken in half. She took a deep breath and tossed the half-toothpick aside.

Game over.

Quite fitting, indeed. If she could draw it on the first try, her "luck" that had lasted all night was more than enough.

"Chloe, with your luck, you should go buy a lottery ticket..."

Chloe lightly brushed her forehead and said reluctantly, "You're right, I think I should go buy a lottery ticket. If I win the jackpot, I'll treat everyone to tons of penny candy."

"Hahaha, looking forward to it!" Rose clapped her hands, "...but for now, you need to go get some penny candy from next door."

Chloe let out a long sigh and stood up from the sofa, "I'll go, but don't get your hopes up."

As she stepped out of the room, Chloe instantly noticed Nathan, who was coming towards her, clutching his arm.

Nathan's handsome face was unscathed. Clearly, Damon had deliberately avoided leaving any marks on his face, only hitting his body. After all, they were in P City and it was a party tonight, a little dignity was necessary.

"Chloe, where are you going?" Nathan asked, looking pitiful, seemingly unfazed by the beating.

Chloe pinched the part of Nathan's arm he had been holding, causing him to wince in pain.

"Do you and Damon want to torture me?"

Chloe looked at him. "Do you really need to play drunk? You think your brother can't see through it?"

Nathan shrugged nonchalantly, "There's still a one in ten thousand chance, right?"

"Or maybe you think you really need a good beating, so you're looking for someone to do it?"

"...I must be out of my mind!"

Chloe smiled slightly, "Which private room did the waiter who just met Damon go into?"

"Why?"

"I need to borrow something."

Chloe closed her eyes for two seconds. She had experienced everything in her life. She had been the female lead in a romantic show. She had barged into someone else's room, encountered handsome guys, got scared pale, but the scene she saw was something an ordinary female lead in a romantic drama wouldn't encounter—

Two men, pointing guns at each other's most vulnerable, sensitive... abdominal area.

The room was filled with men in black suits, all looking horrified and confused, their legs tightly squeezed together. As if whoever shot first would instantly roll around in pain.

Now that the door was open, everyone in the room looked at the doorway. All eyes were on Chloe.

"Who... who are you?!"

Chloe glanced at the man who spoke, "I'm a guest here, I came to borrow two packs of penny candy from you..."

She finished, expressionless, her gaze on the man holding the gun, the corner of her mouth slightly raised, quietly moving a few steps backward.

"It seems I came at a bad time. I don't need your help anymore, carry on..."

"Wait, isn't she that..."

"Bang!" A loud noise.

A gunshot was fired. At the sound, the men in the room instantly bent over, covering their crotches. Looking at the two men holding guns, they seemed unharmed.

A man next to them was holding the smoking gun, swallowing hard, "I'm sorry, it was an accidental discharge."

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, followed by a dull "thud" as the door to the room was closed. The woman who had been standing at the door now gone.