Rural Belle & Three Heirs

Chloe didn't want to argue with Liam about this anymore.

She leaned against the bedroom door, half-hugging her arms, and asked, "Alright, what do you want to talk about?"

"You know how to ride a motorcycle. Why didn't you tell me?" Liam cut straight to the point.

Even now, he couldn't believe that Chloe was his motorcycle goddess. The image of her skillfully handling the bike still played vividly in his mind, challenging everything he thought he knew about her.

Chloe gave him a disdainful look and said, "What's so special about riding a motorcycle? Besides, did you ever ask me? Why should I tell you?"

Liam was left speechless by her response. His mouth opened and closed as he searched for a retort, but none came. Indeed, he had never asked Chloe.

"Then why didn't you correct me when I mistook Zara for you?" he insisted.

Chloe almost laughed at that. She brushed her messy bangs aside and lazily said, "You mistook someone else for me. That's because you are stupid. Why should I correct you? Besides, you didn't pay me. I have no obligation to correct you." Her tone was dismissive, and her eyes sparkled with amusement.

Liam was infuriated by Chloe's words, but he couldn't argue with the truth. His face reddened with frustration as he struggled to find a comeback. "You... you're just so sharp-tongued," he finally managed to say, his voice tight with suppressed anger.

"And I can ride a motorcycle too," Chloe smugly winked at Liam, her confidence radiating. To further provoke him, she added, "And I'm way better at it than you." Her words were a direct challenge, and she enjoyed watching his reaction.

Liam was fuming, but he couldn't refute her facts. His fists clenched at his sides as he had to swallow his anger. "How do you know Hilary?" he demanded, trying to regain control of the conversation.

As soon as Liam returned to the Martin Mansion, he had his people investigate Hilary. What they found was shocking, and he needed answers. His eyes bore into Chloe's, demanding an explanation.

In Sovereign City, the Martin Family dominated the business world, their influence and power stretching far and wide. But Hilary was like the underground queen, a force to be reckoned with. With her vast network and cunning strategies, she could solve anything others couldn't handle in minutes.

In Sovereign City, everyone had to show her some respect. Even Grant, with all his authority and stature, had to be polite when dealing with her, knowing the consequences of crossing her.

Chloe, with just a few well-placed words, had managed to get Hilary to the motorcycle race. Liam was curious and puzzled about why Hilary would do her such a favor, the question gnawing at him.

Seeing Liam mention Hilary, Chloe decided there was no need to hide it anymore.

She let out a small, amused sigh and quipped, "I've known her for three or four years. We met when she went to the Northwest. Why, Mr. Martin, do you want me to tell you the whole story? You're really bored, aren't you? Why are you asking such random questions?"

Chloe finished speaking and turned to go back to her room, her hand already on the doorknob. But Liam reached out and pulled her back, his grip firm but not harsh.

"I'm not done asking... wait until I'm done," he insisted, his voice low and serious. His eyes bore into hers, filled with determination and a hint of desperation. He needed to understand the connection between Chloe and Hilary, and he wasn't going to let her slip away without getting the answers he sought.

Chloe wouldn't pamper him. She charged at Liam and swiftly executed a shoulder throw. She put in just a bit of effort, and Liam's body crashed down onto the thick carpet with a thud.

Liam hadn't expected this. He just wanted to ask Chloe a few questions, and she had thrown him.

It didn't hurt, but it was definitely humiliating.

"Liam, how could you hit me?" Liam shouted from the floor.

Chloe retorted, "Did I hit you? You pulled me first, didn't you?"

"I just didn't want you to leave. I wanted to ask you a few questions."

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"I'll answer if I want to. You can't force me." Chloe snorted.

"You're getting more and more out of line. I'm two years older than you. How could you hit me?" Liam was really angry.

This was the first time he'd been thrown like this.

"So what if you're two years older? Are you too old to be thrown? Liam, I'm warning you, speak nicely and don't bully me, you'll regret it."

"You're too much! Do you think I won't fight back?" Liam stood his ground.

Seeing him like this, Chloe casually rolled up her sleeves. Honestly, she was so bored at the Martin Family for the past few months.

Grant kept a close eye on her. If Liam could be her punching bag for half an hour each day, she wouldn't be so weak.

Thinking of this, she taunted him. "Alright, come on, Mr. Martin. Be careful not to get beaten so badly you can't get up. Don't cry later."

Chloe's words hit Liam's last nerve. He got up, raised his fist, and swung at Chloe.

Chloe didn't back down and kicked back.

The two started fighting upstairs. Luckily, the Martin Mansion's upstairs living room was spacious enough for them to spar.

Their fight caught the attention of the household staff.

They rushed upstairs to see what was happening. When they saw Liam and Chloe fighting, they were speechless.

Chloe was a girl, so Liam held back a bit.

But Chloe didn't care. She attacked Liam relentlessly and soon had him pinned on the carpet.

To prevent him from fighting back, she sat on him, holding him down firmly.

The servants, seeing Liam being overpowered by Chloe, were at a loss for words. They exchanged glances and began to whisper among themselves, their curiosity and amusement evident.

"Isn't Mr. Martin usually pretty tough? How come he can't even beat Miss Davis?" one servant murmured, her eyebrows raised in disbelief.

"Yeah, Mr. Martin losing like this is embarrassing," another chimed in, shaking his head in bemusement.

"Maybe Mr. Martin is letting Miss Davis win?" a third servant suggested, trying to rationalize the unexpected turn of events.

"With Miss Davis's moves, does she need Mr. Martin to let her win? I can see Mr. Martin lost fair and square this time," the first servant replied, nodding sagely. They watched in awe as Chloe maintained her dominant position, clearly impressed by her unexpected prowess.

Their comments made Liam even angrier. He struggled under Chloe, but despite her small frame, she was strong. His attempts to break free were futile.

Chloe, feeling triumphant, taunted Liam. "Hey, Mr. Martin, do you give up?"noveldrama

Liam, pinned beneath her, glared at her. Chloe really knew how to provoke him.

"If you don't accept that, I'll just keep you here a little longer. Since I'm not doing anything anyway, I love watching that look on your face-like you want to kill me but just can't manage it." Chloe said She said smugly.