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.

do you want?" Chloe struggled to ask, her voice low

always been so proud of.

Lucy had lost it.

brothers find out you

to her. Her eyes were

is all your own doing. Who else is there to blame? Ugly freak, you think you can scare me? Let's see how tough you are when those

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 she was in real peril now and had to act swiftly

could. She turned sharply and delivered a powerful kick to Lucy's lower back. The force of the blow made Lucy let go and hit the ground, caught

to free her wrists from the ropes. Her years of training with professional combat coaches since childhood had not been for nothing; she

Lucy's thugs running. They lifted Lucy off the ground, where she lay bleeding, her nose

you attack me? I'm gonna kill you," Lucy snarled, her face a bloody mess of rage as she staggered to her feet. Fueled by fury, she grabbed a baseball bat,

stood by with arms crossed, clearly

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

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