Chapter Ninety-One – Proud of them.
(YEARS LATER)
(Third Person Narrative Intended)
A limousine drove into the crowd with everyone shouting and screaming.
A lady dropped out of the car wearing a fur coat on a blue gown with silver heels. She looked like a goddess.
“Oh my gosh, Chloe! It’s Chloe!” reporters began swarming her to ask her if the latest rumors are true.
The model stays mute as a smile creeps up to her face, she looks up at SitCom. She walks through the reporters as her bodyguard make way for her.
“Is it a lie? Is it why you aren’t answering?!” a frustrated reporter shouted, making Chloe turn to her.
“Lie? What does me dating Charles James have to do with you? You are the one’s who lie” she sighed and walked into the building.
“They'd still thwart that and say “supermodel Chloe call young reporter a liar”. So hopeless” Miss Lee, Chloe’s manager hissed.
