Rural Belle & Three Heirs

Just as Chloe was anxiously at her wits' end, not knowing how to find her fake mole, the taxi driver drove her to the doorstep of the Martin Family mansion.

The taxi driver looked at the grand, luxurious mansion with envy and asked, "Miss, do you live here?"

Chloe nodded as she got out of the car, "Yeah, I am just staying here for a bit."

She quickly got out of the car, and the taxi driver took an extra glance at her face, immediately startled.

Wasn't she the pretty girl who had just run out of the bar when she got into his car? How did she turn into a plain Jane after getting out?

Could it be that his car was magical?

Chloe was too preoccupied to pay attention to the driver's curious looks. She grabbed her purse, covering half of her swollen face, and hurriedly ran towards the mansion.

Lucklily, the darkness of the night provided some concealment for Chloe's actions. The household servants were all busy with their own tasks and didn't pay much attention to her hurried movements. Fortunately, the security guard at the gate only glanced at her briefly without scrutinizing her.

She silently prayed that Michael and Grant wouldn't be home.

As long as she didn't run into the two of them, the risk of exposure would be

minimized. Chloe swiftly crossed the gate and entered the vast courtyard. The gentle breeze in the yard tousled her hair, unable to mask her inner anxiety. She kept replaying the recent conflict in her mind, along with strategizing on how to conceal her swollen face as much as possible.

Chloe entered the yard from the gate, then moved into the living room smoothly. Just when she thought she could sneak back to her room, the ususlly busy Grant suddenly appeared in the living room.

"Chloe..." Seeing Chloe, Grant looked up and called her name warmly.

Chloe felt like she wanted to die.

She covered half of her face with one hand and awkwardly turned her body, forcing a smile as she responded to Grant. "Grantie, you're home?"

Grant nodded, thinking Chloe was showing concern for him. He replied, "Yeah, today is

not very busy at work, so I thought I'd come home early."

"Oh, then I'll head upstairs first," Chloe said, ready to bolt upstairs.

But Grant noticed something unusual in her hurried actions.

He asked with a puzzled look, "Chloe, why are you covering your face? Did someone hit you?"

Grant was more concerned about whether someone had bullied Chloe than about the mole on her face.

Chloe quickly denied it, "Grantie, no, how could anyone hit me? I'll go upstairs first and come down to talk later."

She tried to leave again, but Grant grabbed her arm and pulled her hand away from her face.

"Let me see," he said.

He carefully examined Chloe's face, looking for any signs that she had been hit, not even noticing whether the mole was still there.

"Grantie, let go of me. I told you, no one hit me." Chloe tried to struggle, but Grant wouldn't let go.

It wasn't until the scent of her perfume mixed with the essence of alcohol reached Grant's nose that his warm expression turned cold.

He asked sternly, "Did you go out drinking?"

Chloe couldn't deny it, nodding, "Yeah, I went out with a friend and had just a little bit. Grantie, let go of me."

She tried to pull away again.

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Grant tightened his grip on her arm, causing a slight pain in her wrist, making Chloe wince.

"You're still a student. How can you sneak out to drink? Chloe, this is unacceptable." Grant harshly criticized Chloe, furrowing his brow and speaking with a commanding tone of reproach. It seemed like he had forgotten that the young woman in his arms was already an adult and there was nothing wrong with having a drink. Chloe felt aggrieved and puzzled, not understanding why Grant always seemed so controlling. Then again, when he was kissing her passionately, he didn't seem to remember she was a student.

Just as Chloe was at a loss for how to explain to Grant, Harry, who had been following Grant, came out of Grant's room.

He heard Grant scolding Chloe and curiously wanted to see what was going on.

When Chloe caught sight of Harry out of the corner of her eye, her heart racing as she realized how complex the situation had become. She quickly made faces at Grant, hoping he would understand her concerns and hidden intentions. She didn't want Harry to discover that her mole was fake!

"Grantie, let me go upstairs first..."

"Upstairs? You snuck out to drink at your age, and you think I'll let you off without an explanation?" Grant acted like a strict father.

Chloe was indignant. Just because he was a few years older, did he have to act like her guardian?

"What's going on? Sneaking out to drink? Grant, I'm telling you, it is unacceptable. She needs to be taught a lesson."

Harry, having only heard part of the conversation, egged Grant on, enjoying the drama.

Seeing Harry getting closer, Chloe had no choice but to quietly plead with Grant. "Grantie, let me go. I lost my mole."

Grant finally noticed her face and realized the mole she had stuck on was gone.

Without the mole, Chloe was stunningly beautiful.

Such a beautiful face couldn't be seen by just anyone. What if they started pursuing her?

As Harry was about to reach them, Grant quickly let go of Chloe's wrist.

Chloe swiftly covered her face and rushed upstairs.noveldrama

Harry, seeing Grant let Chloe go so easily, was dissatisfied. He had come out to watch the drama, but the show was over before it even started.

"Grant, why did you let her go? She's a college student, sneaking out to drink?

She's the Davis Family's young lady, staying with the Martin Family. If something happens because of drinking, it's the Martin Family's responsibility.

Besides, she's supposed to marry one of the Martin Family's three brothers. If she keeps misbehaving and drinking, it would be quite embarrassing, wouldn't it?" Harry's instigation made Grant roll his eyes.

"What do you want me to do? Strangle her?" he thought Harry was making a big deal out of nothing.

He could think Chloe's drinking was a bit much, but why should anyone else care?

"Grant, I'm just looking out for her," Harry had to say.

Grant retorted, "Mind your own business. If you keep slacking off, the Gonzalez family's assets will be gone in no time."

Harry didn't take Grant's sarcasm to heart.