PRINCESS CHLOE

PRINCESS CHLOE
ELLIE'S FEAR


Daffin and Aldirch who saw Chloe's gloomy face only displayed her grinning smile, and slowly turned around to escape from Chloe who was very creepy.


"Where are you guys going?" chloe asked in a cold voice.


The bodies of the two of them instantly froze at Chloe's voice which he thought was terrible, they both gulped violently and turned their bodies to look at Chloe.


"Hehehe...I remember we had important business, didn't I?" daffin asked as he elbowed Aldirch's waist giving the code.


"Ah, yes. I remember we had business. And it's time to be very tight, we have to leave immediately" replied Aldirch.


Chloe who heard only raised one eyebrow, could not believe what the two of them said.


"We go first. Bri, get Chloe to her place, if you need to lock her up in the room," said Daffin and immediately got a tampolan in the head.


"What did you say? I don't allow that" said Aldirch annoyed.


Daffin does not care about Aldirch's annoyance, he forcefully pulls Aldirch's hand to bring him to escape so as not to be exposed to Chloe's tantrums.


Chloe who heard Daffin say that her breath was immediately hunting ready to vent her irritation.


"Where are you going? Back you!" he wanted to go after Aldirch and Daffin. But before that foot stepped Jaeden's hand held him back.


"Not to be pursued. Let's just go home."


"But!"


"That's it, let it go." he said as he pulled Chloe's hand, carrying her to his bike.


Chloe just stepped foot in Jaeden's footsteps. Arriving on the bike, Jaeden puts his helmet on Chloe's head.


"Already! Ride on."


Chloe complied and rode on the bike, sat behind Jaeden and immediately hugged the waist. Jaeden turns on the motorbike and takes Chloe back to her contract.


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While at the Johnson residence, a security guard found a box in front of the Turnstile and he took it to be handed over to his mistress.


"Mrs," call the security guard.


"What's wrong?" answer Ellie


"This is a box that I found in front of the Madam's fence" he handed over the box.


Ellie took it, and the security guard was asked to leave. After the security guard left, Ellie opened the box. But when he saw a head in the box, Ellie immediately shouted loudly and threw the box away to make the Head inside the box roll on the floor.


The servants who heard the screaming voice immediately ran towards the origin of the sound. "What's the matter, ma'am?"


Yuck....Yuck...


Ellie vomited when she saw the bloodied head. He was disgusted with his hand holding the box containing the head.


"That-that!" point it at a head on the floor.


All the servants looked in the direction their Madam pointed at. Upon seeing that they all immediately shouted out loudly.


"W-what's that?"


"Dispose of that disgusting thing," he ordered in a trembling voice. After ruling, Ellie immediately went to the room to wash her hands which she thought was very dirty.


Yuck....Yuck....


Ellie was still spewing out her stomach even though nothing came out of her mouth. "That's really disgusting! Why was that head sent here? Who did it?" murmured while washing his face.


"Don't! Damnit damnit! This could be that fucking girl! It really can't be allowed!"


Yuck....Yuck....


"Damn! Why do I still remember that," he murmured while shuddering in horror.


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"Why does this room feel a little dark?" he looked at the spacious room. If you look at it, the room is very bright. And that was just Ellie's premonition because of fear.


Geck...Geck...Geck...


Hearing that knocking sound, Ellie gulped. He thought it was a ghost. He quickly pulled out the blanket and hid under his thick blanket.


The door was knocked from outside. But gradually the sound of knocking stopped and changed the sound of the door being opened and the sound of footsteps approaching him.


"Who is this? Why are her footsteps approaching me?" he said in his heart with an irregular heartbeat out of fear.


"Hopefully it wasn't the ghost of the head just now!"


The footsteps were getting closer to him. Ellie was really scared to hear that. " Don't come any closer! Don't come any closer!" His mind closed his eyes.


Suddenly arrived Blanket in his wear was pulled by someone.


"Aaaaa.


"Don't kill me! Don't kill me, go you devil don't come near me. My body is no longer fresh. If you want to eat, just eat my waiter downstairs, they're the ones who threw you away, "he said, closing his eyes and clenching his hands in his chest.


The person standing beside her frowned hearing his wife's words. Yeah, the one who pulled the blanket over was Harond.


"What's wrong with you Ma?" harond asked, shaking Ellie's shoulder.


Hearing her Husband's voice, Ellie immediately opened her eyes and quickly hugged his Husband's body.


"Pa! I'm afraid Pa."


"Fear why?" harond asked confusedly.


"So someone sent a head in the box. And that's the head, the head of the man we told to kill that damn girl," Ellie explained with fear. She hid her face on her husband's chest


"Head?"


"Yes, and it's so terrible Pa."


"How dare that girl send that to us. We really have to kill him" he said, stroking his wife's head. "Don't be afraid anymore, Papa's here."


"Don't leave me Pa."


"Mama here first, Papa has to take a shower."


"No! Don't leave Mama, mama's scared. What if the head meets Mama, "hold her while looking around her.


"There will be no Ma! Mama just wait here, Papa just for a second."


"But!"


"Just a minute Ma," Harond went to the bathroom and left Ellie alone in the room. Seeing her husband leave, Ellie immediately pulled her blanket and hid inside the blanket.


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While in Chloe's contract, Jaeden was about to leave because it was night. "I'm home first, it's night."


"Why come home?" chloe asks unwillingly if Jaeden leaves.


"It's late, you need to rest."


"I'm not sleepy and still want to be accompanied. Even if you're going to make me tired I won't refuse" Chloe murmured softly.


Jaeden who heard Chloe's murmur did not clearly frown. "What are you talking about?"


"No! Not saying anything?" cut him up and make Jaeden raise his eyebrows.


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