Rural Belle & Three Heirs

When Chloe said she wouldn't ride in his car, Grant was confused.

"Why not?" he asked.

Chloe looked at him with disgust. "Because your car reeks of that two-faced woman. There's quite a stench here; I find it dirty."

Her meaning was clear-she was accusing Isidora of being two-faced. Isidora, standing nearby, was furious but couldn't retaliate.

"Chloe... Isidora and I are just colleagues. She's my secretary..."

Grant never explained himself to women. Isidora, having known Grant since college, understood his personality well.

But Grant was explaining himself to Chloe, and Isidora could sense his desperation to prove his innocence to her.

Isidora had a bad feeling about this.

Chloe snorted at Grant's explanation. She mocked him, "Just colleagues? Your secretary is close enough to wipe your sweat? Mr. Martin, your secretary sure wears many hats."

Grant was taken aback by Chloe's words.

Chloe sneered and turned to Michael. "Mic, can you give me a ride home?"

Michael was about to agree, but when he saw the murderous look Grant shot him, he hesitated.

The powerful pressure from Grant's gaze made Michael back down.

"My car is pretty full, it might be a bit cramped... How about..." Michael started to suggest she ride with Grant, but Chloe didn't wait for him to finish and walked away. "Never mind, I'll get an Uber," she said.

After Chloe said that, she walked towards the door of the police station.

Grant never expected Chloe would choose to take a ride-share instead of riding in his car. It seemed that this time, Chloe was indeed angry.

The police station was located in a bustling area. Chloe took out her phone and quickly booked a ride. Within two minutes, a ride-share car pulled up in front of her.

She opened the door, got in, and left.

At this time, Isidora sidled up to Grant, ready to stir the pot. "Grantie... Chloe has such a bad temper. She'd rather take an Uber than ride with you. Rich girls are so spoiled. I don't know how you put up with her."

Because they were classmates, Isidora called him "Grantie" when no one else was around, thinking it would remind him of their carefree school days.

But Grant, already feeling disgusted, was even more annoyed by Isidora's words. He frowned and opened the driver's side door.

"My relationship with her is none of your business, Isidora. Just do your job," he said.

Grant was warning Isidora not to meddle in his affairs with Chloe. Isidora was taken aback by the warning.

As Grant got into the driver's seat, she reached for the passenger door, but he coldly refused.

"I'm in a hurry to get home. Take a cab and get a receipt. The company will reimburse you tomorrow," he said.

With that, Grant revved the engine and sped off, leaving Isidora standing there, fuming as his car disappeared into the distance.

Back home, Chloe went straight to the bathroom for a shower. The blow to the back of her head from Angus still throbbed.

Thankfully, it wasn't too serious. She could bear it.noveldrama

Due to the poor environment of the small house, Chloe got some scratches on her body while Angus and his accomplices were dragging her. After taking a bath, Chloe applied some ointment to her wounds.

The police had told her that Angus would likely spend the next ten years in prison for his crimes.

'Good,' she thought. 'He won't be able to bother Rena anymore.'

Reflecting on the day's events, it was already past midnight. Chloe hugged her blanket and fell asleep. She heard Grant's car pull into the driveway.

Ignoring it, she wrapped herself tighter in the blanket and closed her eyes.

She wasn't worried about Grant coming into her room tonight. She had locked the

door and thrown away the key he used to open her room.

As expected, Grant knocked on her door for a while before leaving.

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Meanwhile, at Michael's villa, Rena stood in front of him in a lace nightgown after her shower.

Her long hair, still wet, dripped water onto her shoulders.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Martin. I didn't mean to cause you trouble today," she said apologetically. "My dad went too far. I didn't expect him to kidnap me to extort money from you, Mr. Martin..."

Rena had always been timid. When talking to Michael, she never dared to look up. She felt that Michael liked Chloe; she could sense Michael's concern for Chloe just by the way he looked at her.

The marriage alliance between the Davis and Martin families was a powerful union. She thought herself was just a pawn in Michael's game.

Chloe had been so kind to her, and she felt guilty for dragging her into danger because of her father.

Apologizing was all she could do to try to calm Michael's anger.

Seeing Rena standing there, Michael sighed deeply and walked over to her.

Rena thought that Michael wanted to make love to her again. Having just experienced

a fright, her body instinctively recoiled.

The kidnapping had drained her, and she feared she couldn't handle another physical ordeal from Michael.

She was too frail, her long-term poor living conditions leaving her malnourished.

Michael reached out and touched her delicate skin, and Rena instinctively stepped back.