Rural Belle & Three Heirs

Michael was like, "Who hit him? That was too much, wasn't it? To think it knocked Harry out for several hours."

Enduring the pain on his forehead and face, Harry said to Michael, "How would I know who hit me? I didn't even get a clear look at the face of the person who attacked me."

Grant, standing nearby, couldn't help but chuckle at Harry's complaints. Honestly, Harry had it coming. If he hadn't insisted on seeing Chloe's face, she wouldn't have punched him right in the forehead.

"What happened, Harry? Spill the beans." Michael's curiosity got the better of him. He sat down next to Harry, eager to hear more.

Without hesitation, Harry recounted his experience at the villa to Liam and Michael, emphasizing how Grant had been shirtless, lying on top of someone and kissing her.

Then, Michael asked, "So, the person who hit you was a woman?"

Harry nodded. "Yeah."

Michael's gaze shifted to Liam, and the two brothers exchanged a knowing look, quickly concluding that the woman Grant had been kissing was likely Chloe.

But Harry soon dispelled their assumption. "You have no idea how smooth and fair the skin of the woman under Grant was. And she was extraordinarily beautiful her little face was unbelievably smooth," he said." he trailed off, clearly lost in a memory.

Michael and Liam exchanged another glance. If that was true, it couldn't have been Chloe. Chloe's face was freckled and dotted with moles-hardly the description Harry was giving.

After the family doctor applied an ice pack to Harry's bruised forehead and left, Harry continued his tirade, turning his wrath upon Grant.

"Grant, what you did was really low," Harry said, his attempt at seriousness overshadowed by his clearly contused ego.

All three brothers focused on Harry. The usually meek cousin was now bold enough to criticize Grant openly.

Despite his usual fear of Grant, Harry pressed on. "The Martin Family and the Davis Family are united by marriage. My grandfather said that you three brothers are

engaged to Miss Davis from the Davis Family. She's staying at your house to develop a relationship with the three of you, and yet you went behind her back to kiss another woman?

I heard that Miss Davis isn't very attractive, but even if she's not the best-looking, she's still a lady of the Davis Family. Grant, if my grandfather finds out about what you did, he'll probably give you a hard time.

Oh well, if it were me, I'd choose that woman too... She was really beautiful. It's just that when she slapped me, I got hit so hard that I can't even remember what she looks like..." Harry rubbed his head, looking quite disappointed.

Liam and Michael exchanged puzzled looks with Grant.

Grant had left with Chloe, yet here was Harry claiming he had a mistress at the villa. Grant always professed his willingness to accept the marriage with the Davis family, and yet here he was, sneaking around? Unbelievable. If Chloe really married him, it would certainly make a mess of her life.

Fortunately, she carried makeup with her. After a few quick touches, she was back to her original unattractive appearance. With such a drastic contrast, Harry definitely wouldn't be able to recognize her.

Outside the door, Chloe had been eavesdropping and quickly surmised that Harry hadn't recognized her. After all, back at Grant's villa, the mole on her face was kissed off by Grant, and the deliberately drawn freckles had also disappeared.

Calming herself, Chloe walked into the living room. Harry, still clutching his throbbing head, saw her and immediately grabbed a trash can, retching loudly.

He had seen ugly before, but never this ugly.

Her face was liberally covered in freckles, and a large fake mole adorned her cheek, creating a truly repulsive visage.

After vomiting, Harry pointed a trembling finger at Chloe and asked, "Is she the Miss Davis you're supposed to marry?"

The three brothers nodded, their expressions unreadable.

Seeing their confirmation, Harry gave them a look of deep sympathy. With her looks, no wonder Grant had a mistress.

Chloe couldn't help but mock Harry. "And who might this be?"

Michael quickly introduced, "My cousin Harry, my aunt's son."

"Oh... What happened to his forehead? Did he run into a tree?" Chloe teased, referring to Harry's injury.

Grant, watching Chloe's serious teasing, couldn't help but laugh. Chloe was wicked. She was the one who had hit Harry, yet she was here mocking him.

Harry covered his forehead, trying to hide it from Chloe.

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She continued, "Be careful next time. You're not handsome to begin with. If you get a concussion, that'd be even worse, right?"

Chloe's sharp tongue left Harry speechless.noveldrama

After her teasing, she headed upstairs. She was grateful that she'd punched Harry; otherwise, he might have spread rumors about her being the girl Grant kissed.

Just as she stepped onto the stairs, Michael called out to her, "Chloe, didn't Grant take you out this afternoon?"

Chloe's mind raced, but she quickly composed herself and replied, "Yes, Grant got a call and left me his car, then he took off."

"Oh? Then why are you just getting back now?" Michael pressed, his curiosity piqued. As a celebrity with an eye for gossip, he wasn't one to let things slide easily.

Chloe answered honestly, "A friend invited me to dinner. We had a small get-together." "A friend? Which friend?" Michael's interest was unwavering.

"Rena," Chloe said, her tone steady. "She treated us tonight. She mentioned she got a job as a personal assistant."

Hearing Rena's name, Michael was taken aback.