The Chase Elle Kennedy Novels & Stories

He is actually excited to find his Cinderella. Because of the news report, the company's email and Chase's phone has been blowing with messages inquiring about dating the heir. Chase went ahead and ordered Secretary Lee to assign investigators for each messages they receive about him. He didn't gave out words about his ideal type, he only ordered them to investigate if the people's intention was love nor money. "Are there any other things you would like to add sir?" Secretary Lee asked as he was sending the commands with his tablet. "Did the Prince danced with every maiden there or did he just greeted them?" Chase mumbled but it was clear enough for the secretary to understand.

Chase said, reaching into the closet for a black shirt and a black three-piece coat suit. A moment later, after he got dressed, Jada took one look at how cold he looked in that suit and laughed out her nervousness, "Damn, you look dangerously hot... like a mafia boss who has murder on his mind." With a faint smile at her, Chase grabbed his watch and said, "I will be back soon." ~~~~~~~*~~~~~~ Moments later, Ben brought the black Armored Cadillac Escalade ESV to a stop in front of an all-black skyscraper.

He'll put two and two together immediately, especially if he sees Cameron. The entire Axford family would definitely find out. Then Jeffery and his greedy mother, Eleanor, would not wait to lay their filthy hands on her innocent kids. “Stop the car.” She said. Chase only glanced sideways at her, but silently continued to drive. She slammed her hand on the expensive dashboard and screamed at him with wide eyes and desperation, “Please, stop the car, I want to get down!” “Why?” Chase countered in a deep, warning voice. “You can’t hide again. Especially not from me.”

“Please take a seat, Betsy.” Heck. He even calls me by my first name. This is a bad sign! This is also what happens in movies. When the executioner calls the female lead by her first name, grants her shopping spree, gives her a three-course meal, and then ends up killing her. “I have a few things to say first, Mr. Wills,” I say, trying to keep my voice steady. I’m even surprised on how calm I am.

Beg her and apologize for my stupidity. She wouldn't want to miss the flight. I scan around the crowd, with Caleb running towards me and twirling around at intervals. There is no sight of my black-haired, brown-eyed woman or my little girl. Arabel wore a stunning black gown, while Daisy also donned a pink gown. I can't find them. “There,” Caleb calls out, pointing ahead of me. When I turn around, I see a woman her height, but Daisy isn't with her. Without giving that much thought, I lunge forward, pushing past a lot of people before finally stopping in front of her to see another stranger staring at me in surprise.

I heard her laughing with someone beside us and took that time to carefully look at her. She was wearing a gold, backless sequined gown which made her face and body pop. I could see some of the men ogling and drooling at her and it was nice to see that her life wasn't as boring and rigid as I'd always imagined. “Brent, this is Damon, my high school best friend.” She said, nudging my point whilst pointing out to a familiar figure. “Wait, Mr Damon of the Beatles Empire is your childhood friend?” I asked her, taking in the presence of one of the biggest car manufacturers in New York. The man smiled, revealing a perfect set of teeth. Evelyn laughed like it was nothing.

I found the name and hit dial. The line barely rang before he answered. “Kenny.” “Yes, Mrs. Montgomery?” His voice was crisp, efficient. But beneath it, I could hear it, that Flicker of nervousness. He knew me well enough to sense when I wasn’t in the Mood for anything less than perfection. “I need everything on Evelyn,” I ordered, my voice sharper than the shattered glass beside me. “Every business move, every friend, every enemy, every Secret she’s hiding. I don’t care how deep you have to dig, I want it all.”

placed with a small candle. She gasped with shock, smiling. “This is beautiful, thank you so much…” She whispered and with a grin, I led her to the chair. We began to gaze at the stars, arguing about which was brighter. “Now Dhruv…” I mindlinked to Dhruv, my heart pounding heavily as I stared at her. A maid came over with chicken nuggets and my heart began racing heavily, the sauce was coming and I smiled faintly as she grabbed a chicken nugget. “Are you okay? You seem nervous?” She asked and I shook my head. “I’m great.” I replied even though I was sweating profusely. I was trying very hard to hide my anxiety. A maid came over with the nuggets and I watched her place it on th

I liked the way Edna Jones handled Chase’s question, leading to a conversation between them, and saving me from looking for where to bury my face in shame, but then again, the conversation had only ended up shattering my heart. Chase was dead serious about what he said, and maybe that was why I had never seen him with anyone…well, except Tiana Domalds, which only meant that he didn’t love her. That was a relief, but it also meant that he would never love me. Edna Jones introduced us to more of her friends, and as soon as some of the men saw Chase; they knew that he was Ice King, they began to bombard him with questions, leading to more conversations between them.

As if what Chase and I are to each other is data to be collected and analyzed and used toward some end we have not been consulted about. My phone rings. Sienna. "Have you seen it," she says, before I say anything. "Yes," I say. "Are you okay." "I don't know who Elise Vanderwood is," I say, which is not an answer to the question but is the thing I am actually thinking about. "She's old money," Sienna says. "Her family has Sterling connections going back two generations. She's been in Chase's orbit professionally since before graduation, she just hasn't been public."