Rural Belle & Three Heirs

Chloe had sent her message to Grant a while ago, but there was still no reply.

This wasn't like Grant at all.

Since dating Grant, his devotion to Chloe has been extraordinary-he practically wanted to cradle her in the palm of his hand. Whenever Chloe messaged him, he replied instantly if he was able, even if he was in the middle of a meeting or buried in work.

Half an hour passed, and Chloe still hadn't heard from Grant. Growing worried, she decided to call his assistant, Stanley.

Seeing the call from Chloe, the future Mrs. Martin, Stanley answered promptly and respectfully. "Miss Davis, this is Stanley. How can I help you?"

Chloe thought for a moment before asking, "Hey Stanley, do you know where Grant is? He hasn't replied to my message."

Stanley moved to a quieter spot and explained, "Miss Davis, I'm sorry, but Mr. Martin's phone is with me right now. He's at the Martin family villa. Mrs. Martin and Mr. Quentin Martin are having another argument, and Mr. Grant Martin is busy trying to mediate..." Stanley shared what he knew with Chloe.

"Another argument? What about this time?" Chloe asked.

Stanley lowered his voice, "I'm not entirely sure, probably some old family issues. All three Martin brothers are back home. Mrs. Martin can be quite dramatic, so this might go on for a while tonight.

Miss Davis, if you're tired, you should rest. Once Mr. Martin is done, I'll make sure he gets back to you."

Stanley didn't want to spell it out, and Chloe didn't press for details. Even though she was engaged to the Martin family, until marriage, their affairs remained strictly theirs. Chloe had strong boundaries-she wasn't about to meddle in things that weren't her business yet.

After a few more words with Stanley, Chloe hung up. It was still early, and she couldn't sleep. Deciding to make the most of her time, she got dressed and took her motorcycle out for a ride.

Since her near-drowning incident, her health had noticeably declined. With Grant occupied, she seized the opportunity to enjoy some freedom.

Chloe was an excellent rider. Wearing a heavy helmet, she sped through the night streets of Sovereign City, the roar of her motorcycle making her a striking presence.

She had been in Sovereign City for several months and knew the city routes well. She rode to the edge of the city, stopping by the seaside, gazing at the distant horizon. Suddenly, a van approached in the darkness, its headlights off, catching Chloe's attention. Why would a van turn off its lights in such darkness?

Could it be up to something shady?

Chloe recalled Odette mentioning smuggling earlier that day. Had Chloe stumbled upon a smuggling operation?

For her safety, Chloe crouched down, watching the van.

The van crept cautiously along the shoreline before coming to a stop. The doors slid open, and moments later, a dozen men and women emerged.

Under someone's direction, they boarded a small boat already waiting at the water's edge. The vessel wasn't large-with over a dozen people crammed on board, it looked dangerously overcrowded.

The van then swiftly turned around and left, as if it had never been there.noveldrama

Seeing this, Chloe was convinced she had witnessed a smuggling operation. Realizing the danger, she quickly mounted her motorcycle, ready to leave.

But the sound of her engine caught the van's attention. Its headlights suddenly blazed towards her.

The bright lights made it hard for Chloe to see. She quickly shifted gears and sped off.

The people in the van saw Chloe trying to leave and immediately tailed her, staying dangerously close. Luckily, Chloe was wearing her motorcycle helmet-the driver couldn't get a clear look at her face.

She accelerated, trying to lose the van, but it was modified for speed and stayed close, almost ramming her.

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Riding a motorcycle, Chloe knew a collision could be fatal.

For her own safety, Chloe jerked the handlebars at a fork in the road, swerving onto a narrow side path. The van stayed right on her tail-but luckily, the lane was too tight for it to follow easily. While Chloe's motorcycle slipped through without trouble, the bulky van struggled to keep up.

Spotting an alley, Chloe darted in, weaving through the narrow passages until she finally found an exit, losing the van.

Shaken but determined, Chloe sped towards Grant's villa.

By the time she arrived, it was 11 PM. She took a shower and collapsed into bed, exhaustion and fear quickly lulling her to sleep.

In her dreams, she was back in the terrifying chase, sweating from the tension. She ran, pursued by armed men.

Just as one swung a machete at her head, Chloe jolted awake, eyes wide open.

To her shock, a man stood by her bed, his hand reaching for her forehead.

Reality and dream blurred. Thinking her pursuers had found her, Chloe grabbed a pillow and hurled it at the man.

"Get away! I'll fight you!" She then lunged at him, fists pounding his chest...