Chloe packed the lunch bag and headed to the executive elevator. She lowered her head once she realized that the staff on this floor were looking at her like she was some kind of exotic animal.
Though their stares were justified, they must've wondered about this woman who suddenly worked with Mr. Phoenix Gray without notice, wasn't as active as Diamond, and wasn't a popular rising actress like his exes.
However, she also noticed some of the ladies were giving her the side-glance of envy, which Chloe found to be pretty weird.
'Well, I'm basically a maid of a manchild with mood swing issue. I don't think that's something worth to be envied about,' Chloe thought. 'He really needs to fix that issue of his. Maybe he broke up with that woman in his heart because he couldn't control his emotion.'
Chloe entered the elevator and started reminiscing about the little Vernon that grew up until he was a fifteen years old teenager. That was the last time Chloe saw him for ten years until his return.
True, little Vernon was a brat who would go on his way to ruin people's fun just because he didn't get what he wanted. But he sort of… grew out of it at around fourteen years old.
'Well, he was still a brat, but at least he wouldn't yell at people like this…' Chloe thought. She felt responsible for straightening him up since she was basically his nanny for seven to eight years of Vernon's life.
'But how am I going to lecture him? He is a grown adult and is much more powerful than me. I don't think scolding him like I did when he was a kid would do anything other than inciting his rage again.'
Chloe sighed, knowing there was no way out, at least not now. Vernon also seemed to be in a terrible mood for a while, so she planned to make something that he liked when he was a kid… which also happened to be Mackie's favorite.
"I'll make that pie for them. Maybe it'll help them to feel better," Chloe thought. "Oh, I just remember, I need to grocery shop first."
**
Chloe drove to her usual grocery store and started picking Vernon's favorite stuff. She had vividly memorized the brands that Vernon wanted from what Diamond mentioned.
"I wonder if he still likes this kind of homemade pie. He must've eaten many fancy desserts," Chloe wondered, but she selectively checked the freshness of the bananas before putting them in her shopping cart.
Chloe crouched as she was busy checking a few items on the lower shelf when she saw the feet of a woman wearing a short skirt standing in front of her. She tapped her feet arrogantly, demanding Chloe to look up.
And so she did.
Chloe was stunned when she saw the woman standing before her, "Priscilla?"
Priscilla crossed her arms and intentionally puffed out her big tits under that low-neck top. She looked at Chloe in disgust and hostility, "What are you doing here? Shouldn't you be begging for a chance to feed your daughter in the street?"
Chloe sighed. She got up and busied herself, trying to find the needed product before getting the hell out.
She had gotten used to ignoring this bitch, because whenever Chloe had a catfight with her, she would always report everything to Vincent. Vincent would always blame her, calling her petty for envying a younger woman because she had a better body.
Priscila was annoyed that Chloe would still ignore her despite being the winner of Vincent's love. She was already hostile towards Chloe for a while because she treated her like the air after some time, so bullying Chloe wouldn't get the same satisfaction as before.
"You discarded bitch, don't you know who are you talking to?"
…
There was no reaction from Chloe. She was still busy grocery shopping, treating her like air, which made Priscilla even more annoyed.
"Hey, I'm talking to you bitch!"
"What do you want?" Chloe finally gave up because she didn't want Priscilla to make a loud fuss in public.
Priscilla was a little surprised that Chloe could respond to her with that kind of displeased tone as if she wasn't worth her time!
Obviously, Chloe should be crying right now since Priscilla had successfully stolen her man!
"What's with your tone? Do you think you can speak to me like that? You know I will be the new Mrs. Gray, right?"
"Mhm, congratulations," Chloe responded, and she bagged one bottle of baking powder from the shelf. Still ignoring Priscilla, Chloe pushed her shopping cart to continue her grocery shopping.
But Priscilla didn't want to leave this former Mrs. Gray alone. She stood right in front of the shopping cart, blocking the way for Chloe.
Chloe frowned, "Move. I don't want anything to do with you."
Priscilla scoffed, "Oh, come on, don't act like you don't feel sad. I bet you're crying while eating Ben & Jerry's at night because Vincent chose me, a more beautiful and smarter woman in here~."
"Well, now you got what you want, right? You can have Vincent all for yourself. I don't give a crap about that guy anymore," Chloe said nonchalantly. Of course, there was a phase where she was heartbroken when Vincent brought Priscilla home, she was the first one he brought home, and she brazenly called Chloe fat and old the first day of entering their mansion.
Priscilla was peeved that Chloe didn't seem to be taking this whole thing seriously. She refused to believe that Chloe had moved on from Vincent. Who would move on from a handsome and capable billionaire like Vincent? Only an idiot like Chloe would file a divorce just because Vincent didn't pay attention to her. She could just suck all the money out of his unlimited bank account and live without fear of not having money!
Priscilla should be happy that she had gotten rid of Chloe. She knew that.
But, there was something that kept bugging her…
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