Chop Chop Lady Novels & Stories

She claimed the farthest corner seat, dropping her six-figure bag careless on the plastic chair beside. "Spicy kick?" The lady checked. "Load it up," Sophia grinned. "I'm a spice fiend." "You got it!" The woman hollered back cheery. Sophia had craved heat since kid days, but skin-care strict these years kept her from the heavy stuff. Roadside joint like this? Time to drown the hurt in fire. The lady hustled over a plate piled with chili-dusted wings. "My own blend—secret recipe. One taste, and they're hooked."

Only after Emily killed me did I realize she'd regretted her original choice all along. When we were sixteen, we had both been given a chance to rewrite our destinies. A mysterious figure appeared before us and said there would only be one opportunity to choose. "You may choose outstanding beauty... or extraordinary athletic talent. "You only get one chance. Choose carefully." In my previous life, Emily chose the Beauty System. She believed beauty was the fastest way into America's elite social circles. But once beauty actually opened those doors and she entered a world of billionaires, celebrities, and old-money heirs, she discovered something she'd never expected.

I looked out the window for a long moment before answering. “This isn’t about love.” “It sounds exactly like love.” "It's about fixing my mistakes. And if getting Amelia back also puts Carter Enterprises back in my hands, then everyone wins." She laughed bitterly. “You really believe that.” “I do.” Sophia grabbed her handbag from the chair. “I hope you know what you’re doing.” Without another word, she stormed out and slammed the door behind her. I waited until the silence returned, then picked up the desk phone. “Linda.”

Chop. ​"Leo, did you make coffee?" a grogy voice asked. ​It was Chloe. ​I stopped chopping. I slowly turned around. ​Chloe froze in the doorway of the kitchen. She was wearing a pair of my old sweatpants and one of Leo’s oversized gray t-shirts. Her blonde hair was a messy knot on top of her head. ​When she saw me standing there holding the large kitchen knife, all the color completely drained from her face. She looked like she had just seen a ghost. Her mouth fell open, but no sound came out. She looked at Leo, then back at me, her eyes wide with pure panic.

I'd sent my spy to gather information about The Lord of the Rings, and I was delivered the most shocking news of my life. Camilla, the Lord of the Rings' boss, has died, and the newly appointed boss has been given to Cynthia De'Lacruz, also known as the Queen of Mafia. Everything now dawns on me the reason for her changes. It must be a hard phrase to pass through for her, I'm sure this is the time she will need me the most, now that she's passing through emotional challenges.

She shouldn't have listened to him. Damn it!! Outside the VIP section the club reeks of alcohol, sweat with a suffocating environment but inside the VIP section, everything was calm. Ed Sheeran's Shape Of You was being played in the background and it looks more like a damn office party than a club. Fuck you Maddy! Jes glanced towards Maddy and gave him a 'I'll kill you' look. He was currently sulking in the corner of the VIP room far away from Jes while she was sipping on her neat whiskey.

Her face turned red, and she signaled to Logan with her eyes for help. Logan grabbed a nearby pan and hurled it at Topher, who had to release his grip on the old lady in order to dodge it. "Go to hell!" In that split second, the old lady grabbed a cleaver from the cutting board and ruthlessly brought it down in a vertical chop. As it landed, the knife slipped from her hand, leaving a trail of blood on the ground.

“I know a way you can make fast money ” The lady said, flickering her fingers, with a smirk plastered on her face. Hearing this, Chloe was taken aback by her look of confidence. Could she be of help? She thought within herself, then she put on the mask of ignorance. “What are you talking about? and who are you? Chloe asked, standing up from her chair, to get a proper look at the beautiful lady before her. “What do you know about me, how could you say such a thing about me?’

the lady screamed and the remaining workers rushed in now looking down at her. “Keila!” one of them called and she burst out crying now you pointing at Chloe. “She slapped me,” They stared up at her looking for something she could do but not say a word knowing how angry she gets at Little things. Chloe breathes in and out in anger, she wants to say a lot of things but at the same time doesn't want to make Zach get mad “I am no longer interested in your dresses,” she let out, the Lady's eyes widened and she fell to her knees with a look of pity.

the lady cut the call and threw her phone on the bed she was sitting on and got up elegantly and walked to sia who closed the door lightly "Aren't you too beautiful to be acting like a slut?"sia arched a sarcastic brow at the lady which was a bad idea because the lady took large strides to her and nearly landed a heavy slap on her face but Sia caught her hand before it could do the damage "How dare you...who allowed you to come here!"the lady yelled so loud that sia was irritated and with so much strength, she tightened her grip on the lady's hand such that the lady felt like her bones were being crushed as she cried in pain