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 her son—he was

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

and stepped forward to escort

couple left

the car, Polly cried in

like me and Sebastian, but

took the opportunity to sow discord between Geoffrey

and a seething anger rose within him. His tone was

*****

Nathor Palace, a car from the Locke family slowly pulled up to the

the gates, their faces stern. One of them approached the car with a weapon in hand. "Do you have an

responded coldly, "This

you to enter. Please leave," the mercenary replied flatly, showing

into a scowl. She knew the Nathor

Mrs. Charrington, I’ll have these impertinent fools fired.’ She lowered the car window and said, "I’m a close friend of David’s,