Rural Belle & Three Heirs by Harper Hall

Chapter 347 You Did It on Purpose

"If you don't let us go, my family and my boyfriend will definitely come after you. And when they do, you're toast..."

Chloe hoped that by making this threat, the scar-faced man would reconsider.

But he didn't budge.

He grabbed Chloe and dragged her off the boat.

"I've dealt with plenty of rich girls like you, all promising me the world," he said.

"But you need to get this straight: in our line of work, we have our own rules. If money could fix everything, we'd be out of business."

"So, I suggest you three behave and stop dreaming about escaping. Otherwise, I can't promise you that my guys won't get any funny ideas."

With that, the scar-faced man hauled Chloe back to the small cabin.

Rena and Odette were also dragged off the boat by his men.

The three of them were tied up again and thrown back into the cabin, this time even tighter, like mummies, to prevent another escape attempt.

Rena couldn't help but snap at Odette, "Odette, what were you thinking? We were so close, and you had to trip right when we were getting on the boat?"

Odette, feeling hurt, replied, "I don't know. It was a tense moment, and I thought that once we got on the boat, we'd be safe. I got excited and tripped."

"I'm sorry, I really didn't mean to." Odette sounded pitiful.

Chloe was getting frustrated.

"You didn't mean to? I think you did." Rena kept blaming Odette.

kept apologizing,

night, Isidora was driving Quentin, who had just had a fight with

asked Isidora, "Where are

Before

some pasta." Isidora said

window, Quentin watched Isidora's busy figure. At that moment, he

been married for nearly thirty

turning forty, he worried that such a home environment would affect their children, so he convinced Anissa to go abroad

Quentin didn't want to live like that anymore, so he used the

wasn't until Louis told him that Anissa had returned home to break off the engagement between

every time he and

had gotten worse, turning into

deeply disappointed in his marriage

the small apartment, Quentin

a bowl of pasta to

are limited. I could only make you some pasta. Hope it's

"Sure, it's fine."

the bowl, Quentin felt

Quentin, watching him eat the pasta, "Quentin, Chloe will definitely be found. You

and can take care of herself. Besides, the

argue with Anissa over this. You've

emotional. Eating the pasta she made, Quentin felt a warmth

alluring. Suddenly, as if he couldn't control himself, he reached

quickly regained her composure, a faint smile playing on

"Quentin..."

her arms around Quentin's neck, Quentin, as if

kissed Isidora, holding her soft body, and moved to the bed

She knew that holding onto Quentin was her chance

In the future, she would trample Anissa underfoot