Novel & Cerita What Happened To Chloe On Dance Moms

He glanced at the caller ID, and his face went even paler. "It's my mother..." He hesitated, then answered. "Ma? I'm busy right now—" A woman's hysterical scream came through the phone, loud enough for me to hear. "Colter! You idiot! Do you have any idea what your little whore has done?!" It was Colter's mother, the true power behind the Giordano family. "Ma, calm down—" "Calm down?! That bitch Mia—she's pregnant! And she sold the goddamn ledgers to the Feds! They're hitting our properties now! All of them!"

Half-asleep, I was just starting to drift off when Rachel’s voice broke the silence. “Chloe, did you know? I caused the accident on purpose.” My eyes flew open. I turned to her, confusion and shock on my face. “What are you talking about?” She rolled over to face me, her lips curling into a sinister smile. “It bothered me,” she whispered, her tone laced with malice. “The thought of you and Trevor… making love. I couldn’t stand it. Did you know, Chloe? Trevor’s… very good in bed.”

"I-I'm sorry, I didn't mean anything bad at all. I would lick your feet and apologize a thousand times, but please forgive me. Don't fire me from this job. I really need this job for my family." I ignored Nicole's words and said to Alexander, "I need to get out of here. I need new clothes." I was just about to turn around, but Nicole held my calf. "Please Chloe, just this once. I have a lot of bills to pay." "Don't touch me, let go of my leg!" Chloe didn't budge, her grip only tightened. I was about to push her to let me go, but Alexander stepped in. He trheat Nicole, "Let go of Chloe right now or you're dealing with me."

I ignored her, already walking up the stairs when I felt her follow behind. Dale's room door was open when I got in. He had his hand in his hair, seeming on a call. The moment he turned and saw me, something swept past his expression. Something I didn't quite recognize. “Chloe,” he quickly dropped the phone, “I promise, I didn't do anything with her.” “Dale,” my bottom lip trembled as the tears dropped, “is it true?” “Wh-What?” “Did you really kill my parents?”

I poured all my love for Eliza into every stitch. From time to time, I would hear updates about Jeremy through friends. He was fired from his job. He started drinking heavily, drifting through life in a daze. One day, after getting drunk, he fell down the stairs and broke his leg, but no one bothered to help him. After the judgment became final, Chloe sold the apartment, returned the money to me, and then left the city with Lily, disappearing without a trace. Before she left, she transferred the 3,000 dollars for the sweater compensation into my account.

Basically, it was forced telepathy. The experts smashed the machine, so there would be no more unwanted commentary from Chloe. Chloe got five years in the slammer. My parents issued a public statement disowning her and cutting all ties. I moved Grandma into the Yates' mansion, and Mom and Dad treated her like royalty. They spent every waking moment trying to make up for 15 years of lost time. Watching Mom and Grandma laughing in the kitchen, I leaned against the doorframe with a smile on my face. It took a while, but I had finally rewritten my ending.

"I was wrong before. This time, whatever you want, I'll do everything I can to make it up to you. If you want to remarry, we can do that too." I almost laughed. Did she really think I'd still hold out hope for someone who'd hurt me over and over again? "I want my mother back. Can you make that happen?" Chloe broke down, guilt-stricken. "Dad, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to get Grandma killed." I thought of how many times Mom had said she missed Chloe, wanted to see her. Mom probably never imagined that the granddaughter she thought about, day and night, would be the one to indirectly cause her death.

“Say that again! What do you mean you did everything you could?” Meanwhile, Elijah felt as though his strength had been drained from him. He stumbled backward half a step, leaning heavily against the wall for support. “How could this happen… How did things turn out like this…” The sound of hurried footsteps echoed down the hallway. My mom came stumbling over, throwing herself at Elijah and grabbing his arm as she wept hysterically. “Didn’t you two promise me that both of them would be absolutely fine? How is it that Chloe is gone now, and Nora is gone too? Give me back my daughters!”

"That's impossible! Nathan and Evelyn are getting married next month. How could you be carrying his child?! "You two… you actually got married… You—you!" My mother's anger spiked. She collapsed to the floor. "Mrs. Madison! Mrs. Madison, are you okay?!" As Chloe reached out to help, rage surged through me. I ran over and shoved her hard. "What are you doing?! Don't touch my mother!" Chloe flinched. "I—I came to apologize." But I saw the flash of provocation in her eyes. Enraged, I slapped her hard across the face.

“Come on, Killian. Don't tell me you didn't miss your mother. Besides, it's been months honey. I love Cambodia, but here's home.” Right. Let me pretend like this speech isn't weird enough. I know my mom. I know what she's like. “Right. Of course,” I mutter. But then her face changes and I know she's a second away from asking about Tamara or throwing words at her. She doesn't. She swallows it back, turning to face Chloe, that smile coming on again. “Chloe your mom mentioned you got on a new project. How's it going?” Chloe who always enjoys spotlight smiles and leans forward in her chair. “It's going really well,” she says. “It has it's down side but I'm glad I'm pulling it off,”