Rural Belle & Three Heirs

Chloe was starting to regret her actions.

Thinking of this, Chloe quickly pushed away from Grant, who had his arms around her waist, and created some distance between them.

"Grant, didn't you say we were going out?" Chloe asked, a bit flustered.

Grant looked at her and a slight smile played on his lips.

Chloe had been teasing him just moments ago, and now she was backing down?

The desire she had stirred in him needed an outlet, didn't it?

With that thought, Grant took a step forward and replied, "No rush, Chloe. After teasing me like that, are you planning to just leave me hanging?"

He reached out and pulled the unsuspecting Chloe back into his arms.

Chloe's chest pressed against Grant's, and they could both clearly hear each other's heartbeats.noveldrama

The atmosphere was somewhat intimate, and Chloe sensed danger. She once again tried to put some distance between herself and Grant, but his deep kiss descended upon her.

He kissed her lips, her face, her earlobes, and down to her neck.

Chloe's scent was like a catalyst, making Grant's actions increasingly uncontrollable.

Chloe, who was usually very rational, found her logic useless against Grant's aggressive advances.

Her body gradually went limp, and the dress she had just put on seemed like it was about to be taken off by Grant.

Just as Chloe's body, like a water snake, wrapped around Grant's, his phone on the table began to ring violently.

The ringtone shattered the moment, and Grant pulled away from Chloe's face with a pained expression.

He cursed under his breath and turned to answer the call.

Chloe took the opportunity to straighten her clothes.

After a few words on the phone, Grant turned back to Chloe and urged, "Alright, we can go now. They're waiting for us..."

Chloe pouted her lips at Grant, implying, 'Now you realize time is tight?' When he was passionately kissing her earlier, she didn't see Grant feeling pressed for time.

They quickly tidied themselves up and left the presidential suite. Chloe glanced sideways at Grant.

He looked all serious and proper now, with no trace of the playful smile from earlier. Thinking back to how he had kissed her, Chloe felt that Grant was quite the actor... But she seemed to be quite taken with his act.

The two of them got into Grant's luxury car and headed to a villa located about a dozen miles from Oceancrest City. Oceancrest City, known for its beautiful mountains and waters, had historically attracted many talented individuals to visit, create, and seek inspiration.

In recent years, many large cultural events had been held in Oceancrest City.

Grant's car pulled into the villa's parking lot, and as soon as they got out, someone approached them.

"Grant..."

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Hearing the male voice, Chloe turned to see Floyd jogging towards them.

From a distance, she could see a bandage on Floyd's head, with a hint of blood seeping through.

If Chloe guessed correctly, the injury on Floyd's head was probably her doing.

When she was sketching earlier, she had mistaken Floyd, who had approached her, for

a troublemaker. She never imagined that Floyd was Grant's cousin.

If that was the case, Floyd must be related to Harry too?

Chloe felt a wave of anxiety and covered her face with her hand, hoping Floyd wouldn't recognize her.

After all, she had definitely hit him on the head with a rock. If he decided to pursue the matter, it could cause some trouble.

However, her worry was a bit unnecessary. While sketching in the morning, she had worn sportswear, her face was free of makeup, and she hadn't deliberately made herself look unattractive. Her long hair was tied in a ponytail, presenting a clean and neat image.

But now, her hair was styled in big waves cascading over her shoulders, and her face was covered with freckles and moles, making her almost too unsightly to look at. Floyd probably wouldn't be able to recognize her even if he put on his glasses.

As Floyd reached Grant's side, he called out to him again, his tone full of admiration.

"Let me introduce you. This is Miss Chloe Davis," Grant eagerly introduced Chloe to Floyd.

He didn't seem to notice Chloe's awkward attempt to hide her face.

"Nice to meet you, Miss Davis," Floyd greeted Chloe politely.

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The engagement between the Davis and Martin families was no secret among the prominent families. Floyd wasn't particularly curious about the supposedly unattractive Miss Davis.

However, since she was with Grant, Floyd was willing to show her some respect. "Chloe, this is my cousin Floyd Gonzalez. He's Harry's brother, both sons of my aunt," Grant explained, worried that Chloe might not know Floyd.

Chloe awkwardly lifted her face and greeted Floyd, "Nice to meet you, Mr. Gonzalez."

The moment Chloe lifted her face, Floyd immediately spotted the mole on her face. Normally, any man seeing this mole would be taken aback, but surprisingly, Floyd wasn't.

Instead, he seemed very interested in the mole on Chloe's face.

"Miss Davis, how long have you had that mole on your face?" Floyd asked, breaking the norm.

Chloe covered the mole with her hand, looking confused.

Could she say that the mole had appeared on her face the day she arrived in Sovereign City? She had specifically ordered them online, a dollar each, a hundred at a time, to ensure she looked unattractive.

Floyd wasn't interested in her background or her appearance, but he was curious about the mole on her face?

What did that mean? Was he part of some special group?

Seeing Chloe's surprised expression, Floyd smiled gently, breaking the awkwardness.

He explained, "Miss Davis, don't misunderstand. I'm actually a medical student specializing in dermatology.

I noticed that the shape and color of your mole aren't quite right, and I'm concerned it

might be melanoma. That's why I asked.

So, how long have you had that mole?"