Rural Belle & Three Heirs by Harper Hall

Chapter 106 Rape Her First, Then Kill Her

Chloe shot Lucy a death glare and shouted, "Lucy, have you lost your mind?"

Lucy, seeing Chloe's rage, felt a twisted sense of satisfaction.

Ever since Chloe had enrolled at Quest University, Lucy's life had been a living hell. Chloe's manipulations, both overt and covert, had eventually led to Lucy's expulsion and caused her father, Ford, to lose his position at the university. To survive, Lucy had resorted to sleeping with a man older than her father.

And then, out of nowhere, Chloe had reappeared, brutally assaulting Hugh and enlisting Grant to inflict an even worse beating on the street. What was more, Liam and his crew had shattered what little power Hugh had built up.

All of this—each misery-traced back to Chloe.

She kidnapped Chloe to exact her revenge, determined to make Chloe, the ugly duckling, experience the jarring fall from grace that she had endured.

Lucy sneered, and with her bright red-painted nails, she grabbed Chloe's hair again, yanking her head up forcefully so their eyes met.

"You finally know what pain feels like, don't you?" Lucy whispered, her lips curving into a cruel smile of satisfaction. Chloe, though bound and powerless, glared at Lucy with defiant and angry eyes, determined not to show her fear and weakness.

to ask, her voice

wanting," Lucy spat coldly, "it's about making you lose everything you've always been so proud of. Didn't I tell you? First, rape, then kill. You're gonna learn what happens when you mess with

Lucy had lost it.

go, or when the Martin brothers find out you kidnapped me, they'll come for you. And trust me, they won't be

her. But Lucy had lost her sanity. Any threat meant nothing to her. Her eyes were filled with determination and madness, as if all the world's hatred was concentrated

sneered, her grip on Chloe's hair unrelenting. "Your current predicament is all your own doing. Who else is there to blame? Ugly freak, you think you can scare me?

tightened her grip on Chloe's hair. She started dragging Chloe, ready to throw her to the men she had summoned. Chloe's heart pounded with frantic intensity-she knew

strength she could. She turned sharply and delivered a powerful kick to Lucy's lower back. The force of the blow made

worked to free her wrists from the ropes. Her years of training with professional combat

lifted Lucy off the ground, where she

her face a bloody mess of rage as she staggered to her feet. Fueled by fury, she grabbed a baseball bat, her

by with arms crossed, clearly entertained by the unfolding

for Chloe. But Chloe, fueled by adrenaline, wasn't about to let herself become a victim. She twisted and turned, ensuring the bat struck the chair

evaded Lucy's relentless swings, Chloe tried to appeal to the thugs' better judgment or perhaps simply their sense

this place apart to find me. You know their power; crushing you would be like squashing a bug. You're here for money, right? No need to risk your necks for Lucy's craziness. Save me, and