Rural Belle & Three Heirs

Liam, barely containing his annoyance, whipped out his phone. He started recording, first capturing the bikers streaking, then focusing on Chloe and Zara's enraptured expressions.

Satisfied with the footage, he sent the video to their brothers' group chat, captioning it: [rant, Michael, check out what the brat's up to! Has she lost her mind? My sweet, quiet, and adorable girl? Corrupted! She needs a reality check before it's too late.]

Stuffing his phone back into his pocket, Liam stormed over to Chloe and Zara, his face stern with palpable anger. "Alright, that's enough, you two. You've been watching for several minutes."

Chloe casually pushed Liam aside, her eyes still fixed on the runners. "Just a few more minutes. They still have half a lap to go."

Liam's face darkened further. He turned to Zara and said, "Isn't it inappropriate for you to be watching these guys like this?"

Zara was even more brazen. "What's inappropriate? We earned this. It'd be a waste not to watch."

Liam was rendered speechless. Seeing that persuasion was futile, he decided to leave before the bikers associated him with these two audacious women. God, it'd be mortifying.

As Liam began to turn away, Zara grabbed his arm. "Stay and watch. These bikers have great bodies. It's quite the sight."noveldrama

Chloe chimed in, a mischievous glint in her eye, "Yeah, Liam, enjoy the view."

Liam shot the two women a fierce glare and decisively walked away. He had no interest in seeing other men naked.

Watching Liam flee, Chloe and Zara exchanged a smile. The legendary Liam wasn't so tough after all.

At the same time, at the filming set, Michael was taking a break. As he checked his phone, he was greeted by a video filled with streaking men. It was quite a spectacle - something he'd never encountered before.

"What the hell?" Michael exclaimed, standing up in shock.

He then played the voice message sent by Liam, growing angrier with each passing second. It turned out that all of this was Chloe's idea. She'd pushed the boundaries too far this time. No girl in the Martin family had ever behaved like this.

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Michael sent a private message to Grant: [Grant, check out the video in our group. Chloe's out of control.]

After sending the message, Michael clenched his phone, knowing that once Grant saw the video, Chloe was in for a stern reprimand.

At the same time, across the city, Grant was in a meeting at the Martin Group headquarters, attentively listening to a report on the company's sales for the first half of the year. Sitting not too far away was Sophia, her gaze fixed on Grant, her feelings for him evident in her eyes.

A representative from the fashion division was speaking. "Mr. Martin, a month ago, we held a design competition. The top three designs have been selected, and we're planning the award ceremony in two weeks. Here are the designs."

The representative placed the winning designs in front of Grant, and one immediately caught his attention. It was a skirt design that Chloe had casually sketched and discarded in his office trash can during her visit. Grant had only glanced at it briefly before, but now it seemed Chloe had refined the design with a small flower at the waist-a beautiful touch.

Michael stared at the little flower, and couldn't help but smile. He knew that Chloe had always had a strong interest in fashion design, and she indeed had the talent for it. Each time, she managed to make surprising improvements in the details. His talented girl had managed to secure a top-three spot with what was essentially a casual sketch. "Alright, proceed as planned," Grant said, nodding approvingly before moving on to the next agenda item.

Meanwhile, a female employee leaned over to Sophia, whispering conspiratorially, "Miss Brown, I saw Mr. Martin smiling at your design. He seems to really admire it." Sophia responded with a smile, "Yes, he always appreciates my work..."

The employee were quite adept at flattering and sweet-talking, especially those who hold special positions in the workplace. She usually chose some nice words to say, making the listeners feel comfortable and appreciated., "Miss Brown, you're practically Mrs. Martin already. He wouldn't have you working so closely with him otherwise. When you become Mrs. Martin, don't forget to promote me."

Sophia basked in the praise, feeling like she was already Grant's wife. "Don't worry, I'll take care of you," she said, her voice dripping with self-confidence.

Grant, however, was oblivious to their exchange. Just then, his phone vibrated. Seeing that it was a message from Michael, he opened it immediately. As he read, his expression darkened with anger.

What had Chloe done now to warrant such a reaction from Michael? Grant's fists clenched involuntarily.