Novel & Cerita Chloe Price Quotes

Chloe bellowed furiously. "Ms. Kensington, please talk to your client. This is supposed to be an amicable negotiation, not some place to haul abusive words." Bernard corrected again and Chloe had to keep her cool after Victoria whispered to her. George and Dawson on the other hand were grinning from ear to ear as things were going their way. "George, how much did I get you that House Of Regal Limited edition Watch and Sneakers on your 27th birthday?" Chloe asked, trying to sound as calm as possible.

When we got to the mall, Chloe immediately dragged me into a shop and I didn't see the gown I wanted but I saw other cute things but when I checked the price, I almost gagged. “2000$ for just a bag? That's crazily expensive. Put everything back, we are leaving" I murmured as I dropped the bag back on the shelf and walked away. “Dahlia, they said we could buy whatever we want and that's a Birkin bag, of course it's expensive. Just get it please" She whined and I shook my head. “We can get other beautiful bags for them times less that price, Chloe" I murmured but she ignored my words and bought the bag anyway then dragged me into another crazily expensive shop and almost bought half of the sto

She doesn't really like to be assisted, she doesn't want to be here in the first place. She reached the accessories section of the shop without realizing it. ' What's taking Chloe so long? ' She thought as her eyes caught the attention of the display of luxurious watches. She walked closer to take a peek, it looked quite expensive, made of premium leathers. Her gaze fell on the next rack of watches, this rack seemed to have a lot of diamond studded watches in there. And the price isn't just a few hundred dollars. But a hundred thousand dollars or a thousand of hundreds. Or a million maybe?

ISLA'S POV The emerald silk costs $18,000. I know this because Claudette told me three times while zipping me into it, her voice sharp with the warning that the fabric is more valuable than my life history. The price tag hangs in my mind like a neon sign, heavy and obscene. Eighteen thousand dollars. That’s a year of rent, utilities, and groceries. That’s four months of Mom’s non-subsidized medication. It drapes over my skin like liquid money, cool and terrifyingly fragile.

They looked at Chloe and their gazes had changed from sympathetic to mocking. “50 thousands? Are you kidding me?” cried a lady among the crowd. “Even my hound dog’s leash worth more than that!” “When she refused to have it sent to the lab, I thought this brooch must be very valuable. But looks like that she just hasn’t seen nice stuffs before,” taunted one of the gentlemen. Chloe’s face turned pale instantly. She thought 50 thousands was a big enough figure! Nevertheless, the most expensive jewelry that she owned was about that price!

Yes, the prices are high, but only due to the clubs' ranking and the chefs that cook in the kitchen. I ordered roasted steak in chimichurri sauce and Italian roasted potatoes for her, and for me, I decided on Buffalo wings, fries, and two servings of vegetable salad with two glasses of water. Our waiter left the room immediately after given the order, and he seemed to be in a hurry to get away from us. "So this is one of your many possessions?" Khloe asked, and I smirked. "Yes," I agreed, "once of my most prized possessions." She smiled. "It just gives of that kind of... homey feeling to it," she teased.

"Excuse me?" "You want to talk about insulting the family name?" I countered, taking a slow, deliberate step toward his desk. "Chloe has bankrupted three separate trust accounts in the last twenty four months. She has racked up six figures in credit card debt funding a lifestyle she hasn't earned, while I am currently bleeding capital trying to manage a burnt warehouse, a logistical nightmare in Madrid, and a PR crisis. She doesn't know how to read a basic financial spreadsheet, let alone open a P*F, so no, I am absolutely not handing her a Vice President title."

"You've got some nerve asking me for 30,000 dollars! First, give me back my 10,000 dollars!" The old lady paused, taken aback. Then, she leaped to her feet, pointing at Carmen and launching into a tirade, saying, "You hit me, so coughing up 10,000 dollars is only fair! And that's not even enough to cover it now!" She planted her hands on her hips, her voice ramping up with every word as she said, "You're rich, right? So what's the big deal about coughing up a little more for my doctor's bills!"

“Of course not. Ms. Snyder, since you took a fancy to it, be my guest...” Chloe was slightly stunned as she did not expect Nicole to let go so easily. The salesperson came forward. “Miss, this car is priced at $60 million…” Chloe did not hesitate to take out her black card. She said without an expression on her face, “Swipe it--” Ingrid could not help but clap her hands in excitement. “Chloe, you’re da boss! You don’t even need to think twice. This car matches you so well!” Chloe smiled quietly.

Chloe rolled her eyes and then she recalled what made her pass out earlier. She reached for her phone next to the bedstand and brought it to her face once more.. "Hundred million? I thought you agreed to pay the remaining fifty million after the deal is off" Chloe murmured still in shock.. Bryan nodded with a hum sound "Actually I decided to raise the price a bit since you almost cancelled our deal..I'll give the remaining hundred million after the deal is over" Chloe's eyes grew large, what was happening? two hundred million? just like that? was he willing to spend so much when he could really go out there and get himself a real girlfriend..