Rural Belle & Three Heirs by Harper Hall

Chapter 152 Mr. Martin, Do You Submit?

Chloe didn't want to argue with Liam about this anymore.

She leaned against the bedroom door, half-hugging her arms, and asked, "Alright, what do you want to talk about?"

"You know how to ride a motorcycle. Why didn't you tell me?" Liam cut straight to the point.

Even now, he couldn't believe that Chloe was his motorcycle goddess. The image of her skillfully handling the bike still played vividly in his mind, challenging everything he thought he knew about her.

Chloe gave him a disdainful look and said, "What's so special about riding a motorcycle? Besides, did you ever ask me? Why should I tell you?"

Liam was left speechless by her response. His mouth opened and closed as he searched for a retort, but none came. Indeed, he had never asked Chloe.

"Then why didn't you correct me when I mistook Zara for you?" he insisted.

Chloe almost laughed at that. She brushed her messy bangs aside and lazily said, "You mistook someone else for me. That's because you are stupid. Why should I correct you? Besides, you didn't pay me. I have no obligation to correct you." Her tone was dismissive, and her eyes sparkled with amusement.

Liam was infuriated by Chloe's words, but he couldn't argue with the truth. His face reddened with frustration as he struggled to find a comeback. "You... you're just so sharp-tongued," he finally managed to say, his voice tight with suppressed anger.

"And I can ride a motorcycle too," Chloe smugly winked at Liam, her confidence radiating. To further provoke him, she added, "And I'm way better at it than you." Her words were a direct challenge, and she enjoyed watching his reaction.

Liam was fuming, but he couldn't refute her facts. His fists clenched at his sides as he had to swallow his anger. "How do you know Hilary?" he demanded, trying to regain control of the conversation.

As soon as Liam returned to the Martin Mansion, he had his people investigate Hilary. What they found was shocking, and he needed answers. His eyes bore into Chloe's, demanding an explanation.

In Sovereign City, the Martin Family dominated the business world, their influence and power stretching far and wide. But Hilary was like the underground queen, a force to be reckoned with. With her vast network and cunning strategies, she could solve anything others couldn't handle in minutes.

Even Grant, with all his authority and stature,

had managed to get Hilary to the motorcycle race. Liam was curious and puzzled about why Hilary would do her such a favor, the question gnawing

Chloe decided there

four years. We met when she went to the Northwest. Why, Mr. Martin, do you want me to tell you the whole story? You're really bored, aren't you? Why are you

hand already on the doorknob. But Liam reached out and pulled

eyes bore into hers, filled with determination and a hint of desperation.

and swiftly executed a shoulder throw. She put in just a bit of effort, and Liam's body

wanted to ask

but it was definitely

hit me?" Liam

retorted, "Did I hit you? You pulled me

just didn't want you to leave. I wanted

be missing out on the complete story. Head over there to

answer if I want to. You can't

years older than you. How

the first time he'd been

older? Are you too old to be thrown? Liam, I'm warning you, speak

I won't fight

like this, Chloe casually rolled up her sleeves. Honestly, she was so bored at the Martin

kept a close eye on her. If Liam could be her punching bag for half an hour each day, she wouldn't be so

him. "Alright, come on, Mr. Martin. Be careful not to get beaten so badly you can't get up.

last nerve. He got up, raised his fist,

didn't back down and