Not A Small-Town Girl

Chapter 182-1

"Dad, Mom, could you talk to David and have him release Fiona? If you ask, he’ll definitely agree." Geoffrey steeled himself and spoke under sharp glares from his parents.

"There’s nothing we can do about this. You should go to Nathor Palace and plead with him," Logan replied firmly.

Polly’s face darkened. ’These two old fools. Not only have they always been biased toward David, but now they’re unwilling to lift a finger for such a small favor,’ she thought indignantly.

Nevertheless, Fiona was still in the Nathor Palace, so she could only swallow her frustration. After all, she was still young—she would live to see them die.

"Logan, Tara, I apologize on behalf of my sister," Polly pleaded. "She’s been taken to the Nathor Palace. Who knows what kind of torture she might face? Even if we go, David won’t let them out. You know him. Besides, if something happens to them in the Nathor Palace, it’ll ruin David’s reputation too."

Logan had been in good spirits when he sat down for breakfast, but now, he had lost his appetite because of his son and daughter-in-law.

"Are you threatening me?" Logan’s gaze was piercing as he looked at Polly.

Polly smiled demurely and said softly, "Logan, how could I ever threaten you?"

out. She had already given up hope on

help, how could I save Fiona? I can’t even

smiled and stepped forward to escort them

the couple left the Charrington

car, Polly cried

simply didn’t like me and Sebastian, but now, he doesn’t even care about your reputation. I’ve been trying so

opportunity to sow discord between Geoffrey and

touch a nerve in Geoffrey, and a seething anger rose within him. His tone was hostile as he spoke, "We’re going to the Nathor

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Palace, a car from the Locke family

them approached the car with a weapon in hand. "Do you have

responded coldly, "This car belongs to the

the mercenary replied flatly, showing no intention of letting them pass—even if they were

her face twisting into a scowl. She knew the Nathor Palace was heavily guarded but hadn’t

a scene. She thought, ’Once I become Mrs. Charrington, I’ll have these impertinent fools fired.’ She lowered the car window and said, "I’m a close friend of David’s, so you can