Rural Belle & Three Heirs

When Harry asked that question, Grant's face darkened, looking like he was about to explode. Harry, sensing the tension, wisely shut his mouth.

Grant buttoned up his shirt and stepped in front of Chloe, clearly not wanting Harry to see her face. Of course, Chloe didn't want to be seen by Harry in such an embarrassing situation either.

Sensing that the two were hiding something, Harry, ever the joker, couldn't help but stir the pot. He lowered his voice and said to Grant, "Hey Grant, I heard from Grandpa that your family set up an engagement for you and your brothers. The fiancée is already at your place. Instead of staying home and getting to know your fiancée, you're out here with a lover?"

"Get lost." Grant tried to push Harry away, but Harry wasn't budging.

He continued, "Come on, Grant, did I hit a nerve? Liam told me your fiancée is

hideously ugly. I get it, a real catch like you wouldn't want to marry an ugly girl. Having

a lover on the side makes sense. Isn't that just how it goes?"

Harry's words became more and more outrageous, painting Grant as someone just like him. Grant snapped, "Shut up. It's not what you think."

Harry raised an eyebrow. "No? Are you actually in love with this lover of yours?"

Harry's gaze shifted to Chloe, who was covering her face. His curiosity peaked; he was dying to see the woman who could make the usually icy Grant fall for her.

With that thought, Harry moved closer to Chloe. He looked at her and said, "Take your hands off your face. Let me see what you look like. I may put in a good word with Grandpa to help you and Grant out."

As he reached to pull Chloe's hands away from her face, Chloe, mortified, tried to dodge him. But Harry was relentless, determined to see her face.

Just as Harry was about to touch Chloe's hands, she suddenly kicked him, sending him flying onto the couch behind him. Harry, dazed, looked up just in time to see Chloe's beautiful face coming at him, followed by her fist, which landed squarely on his forehead.

Caught off guard, Harry, groggy and seeing stars, clutched his head. He stood there dazed for a few seconds until the next moment, his head tilted to the side, and he collapsed onto the sofa, unconscious.

Seeing Harry pass out, Chloe finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Grant chuckled at how efficiently Chloe had dealt with Harry. This was the feisty girl he had fallen for, still as fierce as ever. He liked her just the way she was. If he had known

it would be this easy to deal with Harry, he would have stepped in earlier to prevent Harry from saying too much.

During their heated kiss earlier, Chloe's mole had somehow disappeared. Grant, looking at Chloe's now clear and beautiful face, found himself lost in thought again. If Harry hadn't shown up, maybe things between him and Chloe could have progressed further.

Grant couldn't take his eyes off Chloe, feeling like he could look at her forever. Chloe, however, was focused on the unconscious Harry, worried that he might have recorded their embarrassing moment.

She quickly found Harry's phone in his pocket. Using Harry's fingerprint, she unlocked the phone and found the video, deleting it without hesitation. Worried that Harry might have backups, she even emptied his photo trash bin to ensure everything was gone. After doing all this, she finally handed the phone back to Harry.

Seeing Chloe's relieved expression, Grant frowned. He could tell she was afraid of the video getting out.

What did this mean? Was she afraid of a scandal involving them? Or did she not like him and wanted to keep her distance?

This uncertainty made him uneasy. As a usually decisive leader, Grant had always been confident in his judgment. However, when it came to Chloe, he found himself somewhat perplexed. He squinted at Chloe, who was now visibly more relaxed.

Chloe, having eliminated all risks, didn't want to stay here any longer. She turned to Grant and said, "I want to leave..."noveldrama

Grant glanced at Harry on the couch and helplessly spread his hands. Given the circumstances, there was no point in keeping Chloe here any longer.

He nodded. "Alright, I'll take you."

Hearing Grant's suggestion to drive her home, Chloe's heart raced, and her face instantly turned pale. The recent kiss, which felt almost like an invasion, still lingered in her mind, filling her with extreme unease and panic.

"I can drive your car myself. You stay here and take care of him," Chloe said, extending her delicate hand to Grant. "Give me the car keys."

Grant took the keys from his pocket and handed them to Chloe. With that, Chloe turned to leave. But after just a couple of steps, Grant suddenly pulled her back, causing her to fall against his solid chest.

Chloe's nose hurt from the impact. She looked up at Grant, annoyed. "What are you doing? You hit my nose..."

Grant's expression seemed somewhat complex, his hand still tightly gripping Chloe's wrist without the slightest relaxation. He looked down at her, with a barely perceptible hint of desire in his eyes. He couldn't take his eyes off Chloe's face. After a few seconds, he gently cupped her face with his large hand. His eyes were filled with deep emotion, making Chloe's heart race uncontrollably.

What was Grant planning? Was he going to continue what he started earlier?