Who Played Chloe In Pitch Perfect Novels & Stories

The message was from Adrian. The two of them leaned closer and read it aloud together. > I’ll tell you where we’ll meet later. > Silence filled the room. Chloe slowly turned to Aria. “Don’t mess this up.” Her expression became serious. “And whatever you do, don’t say anything stupid and expose my identity.” Aria sighed in frustration. “Who exactly showed up to that blind date again?” Chloe asked, folding her arms. “I hired someone through an agency to play my role,” Aria admitted. “She was a complete stranger.”

Third Person: Chloe Vance came back prepared in every way. She hadn't only revamped her look; she looked stunning. At a single glance, one could tell the wannabe had gotten lip filler, along with an ass and a facelift. She looked breathtaking, and with that look came exactly the attention she craved.

Ready. I stepped out of my room and stopped dead in my tracks. *Holy fuck.* Chloe was coming down the hallway toward me. That dress… Jesus Christ. It was a killer. Deep color that made her skin glow, a dangerous slit running high up one thigh, and a neckline that showed just enough cleavage to make a man lose his mind. Her blonde hair was styled in soft curls that bounced with every step. Her makeup was perfect — bold lips, smoky eyes that made her brown eyes pop even more. Her body in that dress was sinful.

*Lucas cannot ruin this plan. Taking a deep breath, Chloe instantly shifted her strategy. She deliberately tousled her hair, tore the shoulder of her gown until it slumped slightly, and dampened her eyes until she looked like a traumatized, injured victim. With dramatic flair, she jogged toward Lucas and threw herself straight onto his broad chest. "Lucas! Oh God, Lucas... you're finally here!" Chloe burst into tears, intentionally elevating her voice to drown out the surrounding music. Her hands gripped Lucas's shirt tightly, faking a violent tremble.

“The launch hasn’t even officially started yet.” Near the center of the hall, Sophia Rothwell and Chloe Williams moved deeper inside the venue together. Sophia stopped first, her eyes locking onto the massive campaign screen above the staircase where Clara appeared sitting elegantly with one of the signature bags beside her. Diamonds reflected softly against her skin while the pose looked effortless, like she belonged there more than the brand itself. Chloe folded her arms slowly while staring at the screen. “She really became the face of this launch,” she muttered coldly, her voice carrying irritation she didn’t bother hiding anymore. “She knows how to make people obsessed with her.”

They were looking at their phones, probably re-watching the video of the kiss. ​Then I saw her. ​Chloe was standing in the center of the courtyard, perfectly composed. Her hair was brushed, her makeup was flawless, and she was wearing a fresh blazer that cost more than my life. She was laughing at something Jax said, her head tilted back like she didn't have a care in the world. ​She looked perfect. She looked untouchable. ​Until she saw me. ​Our eyes locked across the crowded square. The laughter died in her throat. Her face went pale, her hand instinctively flying to her bare wrist where the bracelet should have been.

She spat angrily at me again. "Janet!!!" Two voices roared out her name at the same time. It's Ken and Tiana. "Why? Why are you two looking at me like that? Why did you fail to see the real her? She's a liar." "If she's a liar then, I'm equally as one too." Tiana said. "Chloe is not who you think she's. She's a good person and please, stop judging her when you know nothing about her." "Really? Not you too, Tiana. Now, you're supporting her too? I'm your best friend!"

There was another soft knock. I walked to the door and opened it. And there she was. Chloe. Her brown curls were pinned back loosely, and she wore one of those plain gray flimsy omega uniforms that barely covered her boobs and exposed her long shapely legs. The gown was too short, and I wondered whose twisted mind conceived such a revealing outfit for omegas. Then she looked up at me with those soulful green eyes that turned me to mush. I loved her eyes, they were a rare shade of green and very beautiful.

She leaned forward slightly, deliberately revealing her cleavage to Bryce. With a smile, she said, "Hello, Mr. Gabelman. My name is Chloe Dalton. I'm the female protagonist on set. I used to endorse the property under your company." She extended a hand toward Bryce for a handshake. "It was a pleasure to meet you here." Bryce eyed her hand and left it hanging. He asked indifferently, "Is there something you need from me?" Chloe awkwardly retracted her hand to twirl her long curls. She then smiled coyly and said, "Oh, no. I just heard you were here, so I came to say hello, Mr. Gabelman."

Leo replied, waiting patiently. Picking up her phone, Chloe jumped into the bed and got herself covered by the duvet. Tapping on her phone quickly, she huffed in satisfaction when she saw what she was looking for. "Here, check this out. This is her picture and a brief writeup on her." She said showing him. Leo blinked slowly at the picture covering the entire screen. "What's her name again?" "Darby Miller. Isn't she beautiful?" She mused. Nodding his head hurriedly, he smiled tightly. "I guess she is. Let's go to sleep now, Aaron messed me up a bit with too much shots of tequila. I need to sleep."