Rural Belle & Three Heirs by Harper Hall

Chapter 32 Offend Me, I'll Knock You Down

"Grantie, I want bags. Tons of them. Buy them for me," Chloe demanded, her voice dripping with entitlement.

Grant exhaled heavily, feeling a strange sense of relief. If only bags could fix all life's problems, things would be effortlessly simple. The Martins were wealthy beyond measure, and since college, Grant had overseen the family's finances. Fulfilling Chloe's request was hardly a challenge.

"Sure," he responded without a moment's hesitation.

Chloe's eyebrows furrowed. That was too easy. Determined to press further, she added, "I want you to come with me to buy them. And I want the fancy, expensive ones!"

Though Chloe tried to embody the role of a gold-digger, she failed to grasp that for a family like the Martins, purchasing a few designer bags was trivial. Even if she wished to empty the entire store, Grant could effortlessly oblige. "Alright, I'm free tomorrow. I'll go with you. As long as you keep happy in the Martin Family, I'll get you as many bags as you want."

Grant's nonchalant assurance left Chloe flabbergasted. Her act of being a gold-digger had indeed flopped spectacularly.

That night, unable to sleep, Chloe turned to her best friend Zara, initiating a video call. In the guest room, Grant was also wrestling with insomnia. Seeking solace, he stepped out onto the balcony for a smoke and inadvertently overheard Chloe's conversation from the nearby room.

so fed up. Can't stay in the Martin family any

Chloe's speakerphone, rang out clearly. "Go home? Three hot guys around you every day, and you still wanna bail? What's

the bed, retorted, "Zara, do you even have a heart? It's been twenty-nine days

missing a beat, "Miss you? Not at all. We're

muttered, her irritation blending

Michael's new show is amazing, and

rolled her eyes. She'd known Michael for almost a month and had seen his face every day. To her, his looks weren't all that impressive. His constant nagging certainly didn't help his

studying well. Why are you fangirling over celebrities? Don't you know their personas are all fake?"

since you've betrayed me for Michael, I guess you'll have to get your bag from him." Zara quickly backtracked. "Chloe, I'm sorry! I love bags, not Michael. Remember, I want the latest LV bag. I love you, only you. You're my forever best friend, and that

to keep her happy might have irritated

the stairs, she found Grant in the living room, reading the newspaper. Clad in comfortable loungewear, he

"Morning," she replied.

leg? Still hurt?" Grant asked, his concern