Chapter 146 Dylan Gets HPV
"Luke's super chill with me," Elsa said, flashing Chloe a stack of property deeds. "But if I say I don't care about money, wouldn't that be kinda fake?"
"I know you, girl. You never gave a damn about money," Chloe replied. "But lately, I've been dealing with the same kinda stuff."
Elsa perked up and started a video call, "Spill the tea!"
'Does Chloe have a boyfriend now?' Elsa wondered.
Chloe stated, "It's Mr. King. He rolled up to the club, and I comped his bill. In return, he covered a whole year's revenue for Grand Manor Trading."
Grand Manor Trading, run by Chloe, dealt in popular drinks ranging from under $200 to around $1,000 for cognac. Her club used a portion; the rest went to nightclubs or retailers.
"Your company's pulling in millions a year, right?" Elsa was floored.
"But I don't even need the cash. It's so weird," Chloe said, blushing.
"Chloe, something's up with you," Elsa, usually clueless about romance, sensed something was off. "Did Mr. King say anything to you?"
"Not yet." Chloe slipped, mentioning Jonathan.
"Mr. King is hot and all, but he's got an 18-year-old son. Think this through," Elsa advised, her understanding of Chloe evident.
Chloe was sweet and kind, raised in a bubble. Even though she's been in business for a few years and made some dough, she was not exactly tough. Elsa didn't think Chloe was cut out to be a stepmom, nor did she believe the Clark family would be cool with it.
"What are you talking about? Mr. King might just be grateful. You're overthinking it," Chloe said, trying to cover up, unaware of the melancholy undertone in her words.
Elsa sighed inwardly but didn't push it. Everyone's got their own path. Jonathan was nice, but if Chloe got involved, she'd be under his thumb.
She and Chloe had shared their views on love before. They both wanted pure love and liked simple people. But the folks they met were way more complicated than they imagined.
Chloe, maybe to change the subject, suddenly said, "Oh, I forgot to tell you some good news. Dylan got HPV!"
"What!"
"A friend from the hospital sent me a pic. Dylan's notorious for his wild sex life. They say he got infected. Serves him right. Now I hope Karen gets it too."
This was indeed good news! Elsa's eyes lit up.
"How could he be so careless?" Elsa inquired.
"No, the chick he slept with faked the report."
"You mean she faked it just to sleep with Dylan?" Elsa recalled Luke's call from the hospital and felt something was off.
"Who knows? Maybe she was after Dylan's tips. With all his enemies, he might have been set up," Chloe paused. "Could it be?"
Though she didn't say 'Luke,' Elsa nodded in understanding.
"Well, he deserves it! Now let's just hope Karen gets infected too," Chloe said.
Given Karen's background, she probably got vaccinated, so her chances of getting infected were slim. But thinking about how she might feel disgusted while sleeping with Dylan, Elsa couldn't help but laugh.
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