Rural Belle & Three Heirs

Grant was always so serious, presenting himself as a paragon of virtue and propriety. His demeanor was impeccable, and his posture was always straight.

Seeing him like this, Zara couldn't help but admire him.

She tugged on Chloe's arm and whispered, "Hey, Chloe, Mr. Martin didn't look like this when he kissed you, did he? How does he switch so effortlessly between being passionate and serious?"

Zara's curiosity made Chloe roll her eyes. "Why don't you go ask him yourself?"

There was no way Zara would dare ask Grant. If she did, that would be truly reckless. She quickly waved her hands, her eyes wide with apprehension. "No way, I am scared," she said, her voice barely above a whisper. The thought of approaching Grant with such a question made her heart race, and she couldn't imagine facing his stern gaze while asking something so personal.

Chloe pulled Zara to the dining table, where the servants were meticulously serving the dishes, each plate arranged with precision and care. Liam, with a stiff expression, took his seat as well.

Chloe sat to Grant's left, Zara next to Chloe, and Liam across from Chloe.

Having been beaten up by Chloe earlier that afternoon, Liam's expression was less than pleasant. However, Chloe's prowess in the motorcycle world had somewhat changed his impression of her.

But Liam's attitude towards Zara was sour. His gaze hardened whenever it landed on her, his lips pressing into a thin line. He was convinced that Zara had been impersonating his goddess to mock him, making him look foolish in front of Chloe. The memory of his humiliation still burned in his mind, a sting to his pride that he couldn't easily forget.

Liam could tolerate losing money but not his face. His pride was fragile, easily bruised, and slow to heal.

Despite his displeasure, with Grant present, Liam didn't dare act out. Grant's presence was commanding, and his mere presence was enough to keep Liam in check.

Once the dishes were served, everyone began eating.

Chloe had a good appetite, drinking two bowls of soup in a row. Grant, worried she might not have enough, kept piling food onto her plate with a quiet, attentive diligence. He selected the choicest cuts of meat and the freshest vegetables, ensuring she had a balanced meal.

Chloe wanted to refuse, feeling slightly embarrassed by the attention. But at this moment, she didn't even dare to meet Grant's eyes. She could only passively accept the food Grant was offering her.noveldrama

Halfway through the meal, Grant started talking.

He addressed Liam and Chloe, "I heard you two had some trouble at the racetrack today?"

Liam replied, "Yes, that wicked woman Lucy almost got me killed. If it weren't for Chloe, I wouldn't be here."

Unconsciously, Liam's way of addressing Chloe had changed. He used to call her "ugly girl," but now he called her by her name.

"Did you get into a fight?" Grant asked casually.

He knew who was behind the motorcycle race and Perry wasn't someone easy to deal with.

"No, but it was pretty tense. Luckily, Chloe called a woman named Hilary to help us out," Liam said without thinking.

Hearing the name Hilary, Grant's handsome brow furrowed slightly.

He looked at Chloe and asked, "Is the Hilary Liam mentioned Hilary Sinclair?"

Chloe couldn't lie to Grant, so she nodded, "Yes, it was her. IT was dangerous that time, and if I hadn't called her, we wouldn't have made it out."

"How do you know Hilary? Are you close?" Grant asked Chloe.

Chloe couldn't brush off Grant's questions like she could with Liam.

She answered truthfully, "We're not that close, just acquaintances."

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Grant didn't buy it. He pressed, "Just acquaintances? You should know Hilary is hard to get a hold of. If you were just acquaintances, she wouldn't have helped you."

It seemed Grant was quite familiar with Hilary.

Chloe had no choice but to be honest, "We have some connections. She isn't great with finances or business, so I help her with some business advice. That's all."

She made it sound casual.

She couldn't say that since she started her venture capital company, Hilary had been a major client, investing her spare funds with Chloe and making a lot of money.

In fact, Chloe was Hilary's financial backer.

Hilary would do anything for Chloe, even take care of a small problem or worse.

Grant seemed to accept Chloe's explanation. The Davis family was in business, and Nicholas was a shrewd businessman. Any investment he made was a big money-maker.

Hilary only needed a small tip from Chloe to make a lot of money.

So Grant assumed Chloe and Hilary's relationship was just that.

After hearing Chloe's explanation, Grant reminded her, "Next time something like this happens, just tell me."

Sovereign City is the Martin family's territory. If anything happens to you here, I can handle it.

Don't go looking for help yourself. If Nicholas finds out, he'll scold us for being useless.

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Chloe, remember, no matter what happens, I can handle it."

Grant's words made Chloe wrinkle her nose. She was about to respond when she noticed something unusual under the table.

It felt as if a foot was slowly moving up her slender leg from under the table. The foot

was strong, first hooking around her ankle, then her calf, next her knee, and finally stopping at her thigh.

Chloe wanted to look down to see whose foot it was, but with Zara sitting right next to her, she couldn't without being noticed.

So she had to endure it.

But the foot's owner was getting bolder, using their toes to draw circles on her thigh.

Tonight, Chloe was only wearing a long nightgown, and underneath the gown was a small pair of panties. If that foot moved just a little further forward, it would reach the edge of her panties.

The tingling sensation in her leg made Chloe thirsty.

As she reached for her water, she caught a glimpse of Grant's face, which had a faint

smile.

Chloe immediately realized that the foot teasing her under the table belonged to Grant.

He remained composed, as if he wasn't the one doing it.

But Chloe couldn't stay calm. She was flustered, nervous, and worried about being discovered.

However, Grant's teasing made her mouth dry, her body restless, and her face gradually redden.