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Miss, your card has been declined," The cashier behind the desk said as she extended the card back to a girl.
"You said what now?" The lady person on the other side of the desk asked, annoyed.
She is 6ft tall and has milky skin with an oval-shaped face, a pointed nose, and a plump pink lip that was covered with gloss.
She was putting on a yellow crop top with blue denim ripped jeans and yellow trainers. Her long golden bronze hair let down complementing her well-sculpted face.
She removed the spectacle she was putting on and glared at the cashier making her eyebrow furrowed.
Her hazel eyes pierced straight toward the cashier. If a look could kill the cashier, surely, she would be 10 feet underground now.
"Your card was declined ma," The cashier whispered again, trying not to look up at the mean girl before her.
She is one of the kids of John Thomas, one of the most influential men in the world.
Everyone knows her as the sassy shopping diva.
She buys anything she wants with just a snap of her finger, she also gets workers fired if they don't comply with her or get her satisfied.
She once got a company security man fired because he didn't look handsome to her, or so the rumor was told. She only has two best friends, who she always takes shopping with herself.
"Isn't that Chloe?" A voice was heard in the middle of the crowd who also came to the mall for shopping.
"Of course she is, how come she can't pay for the things she bought?" Another voice asked.
"What a great embarrassment!"
"How come her card got declined?"
"Guess she spent all her dad's cash!"
"Yeah, you are right. Their company must be running dry now, because of how she spends lavishly." Another voice.
Chloe was used to people always criticizing her for any little mistake made by her, so it didn't bother her a bit. What embarrassed her the most was her card not paying for what she wanted.
"What the hell was she talking about?" Evelyn asked one of her friends.
"Hold on… let me get my head straight…." Chloe was in a state of confusion.
She brought out another card and it was also declined by the cashier. In anger, Chloe stamped her feet in embarrassment sprinting off to her car and leaving her friends in the mall.
Getting to her yellow Lamborghini, she brought out her phone to call her dad. She knows he was behind her card blockage.
It rang thrice before he picked it up.
"Hi, sweetheart…."
"Don't dare call me that…. why the hell is my card getting declined?" She yelled, gaining the attention of some passersby, but she didn't care.
"Yeah, I blocked your card because you spent too much already. It's way past our budget for this month."
"The hell dad…."
"Stop using that tone on me!....."
Chloe smashed her phone furiously on the floor not bothering to listen to her dad's remaining conversation. She jumped into her car zooming off.
******
"Welcome young miss." Maids rushed in to welcome her, but she just walked past them furiously rushing to her room."
She got into her room and slammed the door, making the whole maid frightened.
They know when she is angry one of them always ends up getting fired. They all went to do their chores praying she wouldn't come out of her room. Till the master and mistress get back from work.
Chloe's room is spacious, the wall is painted yellow with different art drawn on the wall. Chloe jumped on her soft queen size, which is in the middle of the room having a yellow and black bedspread, and two big beautiful black cushions placed close to the headboard.
Chloe picked one of the cushions stamping her face on it and muffling her screams. By the sides of the bed, there are two golden nightstands. With a beautiful yellow lamp resting on each.
Two black round stools are placed at the front of the bed, with a black patterned rug in the middle of the room. The curtains are back having dots of round white.
By the right side of the bed is Chloe's closet, and her bathroom door. On the left side, her dressing mirror rests along with all her makeup kit. Though she isn't the type that loves dolling herself up, she thinks it won't be nice not to have them.
Just then someone knocked on her door, "Who is by the door?" Chloe asked, irritated.
"Young miss, your dad is around and he calls for your presence." A shaking voice answered.
“Smash!”
Chloe threw the lamp on her nightstand against the door, it broke and scattered into pieces. This made the maid at the other side of the door jump back in fright at the sounds of the broken object.
In fright, the maid asked again, " Young miss, are you okay?"
"Don't ask me silly questions and get the f*** out of that door, if you don't want me to do something bad to you!" Chloe shrieked.
"Knowing what Chloe was like," The maid scurried out of the door not to get her more furious. Chloe stood from her bed in anger and began to smash things on the ground.
****
A knock was heard on the door again stopping Chloe from smashing her flower pot to the ground.
"Are you f**king crazy? Get the f**k out the door before I smash this on your head!" Chloe warned.
"Will you stop destroying things, or do you want me to take every single thing you like?"
"I don't care about that, you should do whatever you want, you already embarrassed me in front of my friends and all those low lives anyways!" She screamed, smashing the flower pot on the ground.
John tried to caution his daughter but it was too late, she couldn't be cautioned anymore.
He walked down dejected to the living room.
"Where is she?" Ava asked her husband as she saw him get to the dining room without Chloe by his side.
Ava is Chloe's stepmom, she is in her mid-forties. A mother of three children aside from Chloe.
"She is still mad I blocked her card," John replied disappointed and at the same time angry.
"Dad, I still do not get why you keep stressing yourself about the issue, she needs to start learning how to spend." Marion, Chloe’s step-older brother, let out from where he was sitting.
"I also see no reason why this conversation should concern you!" They all turned to see Chloe looking like she was crazy as she glanced at them. "Get me a new phone, my phone got spoiled!"
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