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Stolen by My Holy Mother Chapter 9
Three years later, Paris."Chloe! Congratulations!" The host approached me with a beaming smile and handed me a glass of champagne. "Your namesake brand, CHLOE VANCE, just stole the show at Paris Fashion Week! A standing ovation!"Dad raised his glass with pride. "That's my girl. You did it!"Under the bright spotlights, cameras flashed like crazy.Dressed in my own finale gown, I stood at the absolute peak of the fashion world. Total financial freedom. Ultimate career success.The darkness from three years ago felt like a lifetime away.That night, I took my team to Paris's most exclusive fine-dining restaurant to celebrate.Suddenly, my assistant handed me a buzzing phone with a strange look on her face. "Ms. Vance, it's an international call. They've tried over a dozen different numbers."I swiped to answer and put the phone to my ear."Chloe... it's Mommy!" Evelyn's voice sounded horribly raspy and desperate. Coughing hard, she sobbed, "Please save me! I'm sick. I don't have money
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On the other side of town, Evelyn had no idea what was coming.Clueless as ever, she actually bought Garrett's bullshit. She thought I’d run back to the office to beg for my job. So, she pranced over to the L'étoile building and tried to force her way up to the executive floor."Let me up! I'm the mother of your new Lead Designer, Lily!" Evelyn threw a fit in the lobby, clawing at a guard's face. "Tell that ungrateful brat Chloe to get her ass out here! Who gave her the right to freeze my cards?!""Ma'am, step back!" the guard yelled, pinning her arms."Hands off me! My daughter runs this place now! I'm here on behalf of God to take over—"Before she could finish her insane rant, two officers burst through the doors. Cold steel cuffs snapped around her wrists again. "Evelyn Vance, you're under arrest for trespassing and harassment. Come with us.""I was doing God's work! You can't touch me!" Evelyn screeched as they slammed her face-first onto the marble floor. Hair matted, clothes tor
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Nobody expected the bail process to go this fast—Evelyn tapped into cult funds and got bailed out right before formal charges.That night, I walked into my favorite quiet café across the street and caught a sweet, fake voice from a back booth."Garrett, without you, that ungrateful brat would’ve ruined me today!"I froze and slid behind a glass partition.Sitting in the corner was Evelyn. She had her arm wrapped around a middle-aged man in a tailored suit, speaking in a soft, tender tone she had never once used on me.That man was Garrett—a high-ranking leader in the cult."Relax, baby," Garrett squeezed her hand, a ruthless smile in his eyes. "Posting bail was just step one. My daughter Lily snagged the Lead Designer position at L'étoile today. All thanks to you."What? Lily is his daughter?My breath hitched. My nails dug into my palms.I pulled out my phone, started recording, and slipped it through the gap in the decorative plants."Of course! For our Lily, I handed six months of C
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"Hands behind your head! Who called 911?!" Two NYPD officers burst into the conference room, hands on their holstered guns, scanning the room.Evelyn staggered back, her smug face turning into pure terror."I did, Officer." I stood by the phone, pointing straight at Evelyn and the pale Mrs. Smith. My voice stayed flat and deadly sharp. "These two just pulled off a multi-million-dollar grand larceny. They stole trade secrets from L'étoile and from me. My lawyers are sending the audio and security footage now."The officer whipped out his cuffs. "You two. Step forward. You're coming with us.""I am her mother! I didn't steal a thing! I did a good deed! It was God's will!" Evelyn screeched, thrashing like she was on fire as they locked her arms behind her. Her hair fell into a mess. "Chloe! You ungrateful bitch! How dare you arrest your own mother?!""Let me go... I was forced! Evelyn shoved the bag into my hands!" Mrs. Smith burst into ugly sobs, throwing Evelyn straight under the bus.T
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"Where are the sketches?!" CEO Laurent slammed his pen onto the conference table, his voice icy cold. "Chloe, are you out of your mind?!"My throat felt dry. Sweat soaked my back. "No! Please let me explain! They swapped my bag again..."Before I could find my footing, the double doors burst open.Evelyn smoothed down her cardigan and strolled in with grace. Mrs. Smith followed behind her, trembling with fear."Thank God, I made it." Evelyn scanned the furious executives and gave a polite nod. "Everyone, forgive my daughter. She lost her way chasing money and fame. I'm here to guide her back to God.""Where is security?! Who let them up here?!" Laurent roared."Relax, Laurent," my rival Lily purred from the end of the table with a sweet, nasty smile. "That's Chloe's mother. Let's hear her out. Besides... Chloe's time is up."I looked up at the wall clock.9:01 AM.The red light above the door blinked cold: Pitch Session Ended."Failure to submit on time," the secretary announced coldly
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Those words hit me like a bucket of ice water.All my IDs were in that stolen briefcase! My phone was at the bottom of the pool. I couldn't even prove that I was Chloe, Lead Designer at L'étoile!Evelyn saw my pale face, her panic instantly vanishing into a cruel, triumphant smile.She adjusted her shawl, stepped closer, and called out so the whole street could hear:"Go ahead then! Show them your proof!"The officer's eyes turned completely cold when he saw my pale face and lack of ID."Ma'am, filing false police reports is illegal. Since this is a domestic issue, we're giving you a verbal warning," the officer said, glaring at me. "Stop wasting police time, or we will arrest you for disturbing the peace.""Officer, please!" My voice was raspy with rage. "My driver's license, badge, and sketches were in that briefcase! They took everything that proves who I am!" I pointed at Evelyn. "Just check neighbor Mrs. Smith’s house! The bag is right there!"He just gave me a cold look and turne
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