Rural Belle & Three Heirs by Harper Hall

Chapter 18 It Must Be Hard for You

When Philip asked which one she wanted to choose, Chloe was left speechless.

She pointed to the mole on her face and said, "If I wanted to pick a husband from the Martin Family, I wouldn't have done this."

Chloe touched the fake mole on her face, and it fell off. She didn't feel the need to keep up the act in front of her old classmate Philip, so she placed the mole on the dining table. Philip burst into hearty laughter.

While munching on his food, he teased Chloe, "I gotta hand it to you, you really went all out. To dodge picking a husband, you made yourself look like an ugly duckling. That's something else."

Chloe shrugged helplessly. "Don't tease me, Philip. My grandpa said if I don't stay with the Martin Family for a year, he'd break my legs. So now I'm trying to get on the bad side of the three Martin brothers enough for them to kick me out, just so I can tell my grandpa I gave it a shot. My life is a mess."

During the ten days Chloe had been in Sovereign City, she had been constantly battling wits with the three heirs of the Martin Family. She had so many worries but no one to talk to.

Finally meeting her old classmate Philip, she naturally had to vent her inner pressure.

Philip listened patiently to Chloe's complaints over dinner. Seeing her frustration, he felt a pang of sympathy. As the evening wore on, Chloe tried to pay the bill, but Philip insisted, leading to an amusing tug-of-war.

At that moment, Michael came down from a private room upstairs with a group of men and women. When Michael looked up, he was surprised to see Chloe playfully tugging with a man. She had only recently arrived in Sovereign City and had no close friends. Who was this guy? And what happened to the mole on her right cheek?

his pace

and immediately got nervous. Grant had already noticed something was off with her mole. She couldn't let Michael

had to think of something

hugged Philip as he was settling

"Chloe, really? I just wanted to buy you a meal, and now

me tight. Michael is approaching. Help me block

out of gratitude or affection but for a quick

an old classmate, he'd

the table and stuck it back on her face. Michael stormed over and grabbed Philip, shouting, "What the hell are you doing?

back, "Hey, chill out.

Michael shoved Philip aside and pulled Chloe behind

lifted her face with the mole and

face, blinking hard. He was sure he saw her without it just now.

was there something off

"Chloe, your face?"

"What's wrong with

anything wrong. It was still the same face, as ugly as

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