Chloe Price Quotes Novels & Stories

Then I created an anonymous email address and posted the message on a business forum where wealthy people sometimes posted for private arrangements and personal assistants. My finger hovered over the mouse. "If this works, Lily lives," I whispered. I clicked post. Nothing happened for a long time. I sat there watching the screen, feeling more foolish by the minute. Then a notification sound came from the computer. One new email. I clicked it. The message inside was short. It was just two lines that read: I am interested in your offer. Name your price. It was signed: L. K.

Then he turned back toward the open car door, extending his hand with protective care. Chloe stepped out into the bright afternoon sunlight. She wore a stunning dress of ice-blue silk that reached almost to her ankles, paired with a matching white coat draped casually over her shoulders. Her hair fell around her face in flawless waves. Around her neck, sitting high above her collarbone, was a string of natural pearls. Two private security guards immediately formed a loose wall behind them as Ethan led Chloe up the stairs toward the restaurant entrance. Inside Primé, several high-society guests sitting at the outdoor terrace tables instantly turned their heads.

“Doesn’t she look beautiful, Caroline?” Caroline looks up. Her smile is small and perfect and cold. “Stunning as always, Serena. That coat is divine.” “Thank you.” My voice is polite the way Liam likes. Chloe finally lifts her eyes. She is twenty-four, three years younger than me, but sometimes she looks fifteen with that baby face and huge blue eyes. Today her blonde hair is in two low braids, innocent schoolgirl style, but the dress she’s wearing costs five thousand dollars and shows half her chest. She stands up and hugs me, arms tight around my neck, perfume sweet and heavy.

"Was it pricey?" Chloe looks up and down the empty hallway, then she leans in and whispers, "I got it for a song, honestly. But my entire staff thinks it's worth a million dollars because of the sheer quality of the brushwork." A small smile tugs at my lips. We finally reach Chloe's private office, a spacious room overlooking the LA skyline, and take our respective seats across a glass desk. Chloe drops the casual banter, her expression turns serious.

Royal Park was located in the middle of the rave city, and due to complete infrastructure around it, the prices of its houses had soared high in recent years. The two-story villa under Chloe's name had a yard of its own, and its thee has already had risen to about 100 million. After closing the door, Chloe turns around to gaze at the villa in front of her before pressing the doorbell right away. Soon after, an older woman in her early fifties came to open the door. she sized up Chloe with a puzzled expression .“May I ask who you are looking for?”.

"Twenty million dollars." I laughed. I laughed so hard that tears nearly came out. Chloe glared at me, her expression darkening. "Miss White, is that not enough? That’s the price I’m offering for you sticking by Julian while he rebuilt his career. If you weren’t the White family’s heiress, you wouldn’t even get a cent." She stepped closer, her arrogance unmistakable. "I have a hundred ways to make sure you walk away not only with nothing but in debt." I was so amused I actually laughed.

The doctors immediately sprang into action, bringing out various equipment to begin emergency treatment. Meanwhile, a young nurse, though frightened of Jaclyn's fury, still stammered, "B-But Ms. Prescott, you personally ordered us not to treat Mr. Shaw's parents unless he waited in line and paid the fees first. You said you needed to 'avoid any conflict of interest.' "The fee was only 2000 dollars, but Mr. Shaw, as your husband, had to request it from Mr. Williams, and Mr. Williams only gave him 20 dollars. That's what led to Mrs. Prescott's death."

There was no doubt that people always seemed to have no liver and threw themselves behind him when he was talking. “I think that I will go with Chloe’s idea,” Enzo finally said, breaking the silence. “We will monitor the sales for the next six months, and if we improve significantly, we will raise prices slightly. For the first time since this meeting started, Chloe smiled. I was smiling too, but I hid it behind my head, bent over my laptop as I took notes. It wasn’t really about the company. It was more or less about the fact that someone had taken Clyde out of the spotlight. Served him right for being an asshole to me this morning.

“Anyways, it's my mistake, I shouldn't have taken your offer to help. Thank you so much for your kind gestures and assistance but I do t think, I need it anymore, you can keep it to yourself! Chloe said with a gritted teeth, after that she swerves around to leave. She walked a few steps away from Miss Dragon, then she heard her loud eerie voice from the back, which causes her to halt in her tracks. “You think you can waste my resources and time, then walk away as nothing happened? Well!, let me burst your bubbles! Miss Dragon said a threatening gaze, then she catwalks towards Chloe, while fondling with her hair bangs. Sauntering around Chloe, “Sorry but you have to pay me every dime in 24 ho

I wasn't quite sure how to feel about that, so I let it be for now and opened it to a random page. My mouth almost dropped wide open when I saw the prices. "Nico... These are way too expensive." I said quietly. Any dress over 100 dollars was immediately too expensive in my taste, but these... these prices were insane. Not to mention that he planned on spending this money on a pet. Which was even more insane. "It's fine, Khloe, just disregard the prices," he spoke as he leaned slightly against the desk chair. Yeah, I couldn't do that. I was raised to be wary of such things.