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.

just kept apologizing,

who had just had a fight with Anissa,

asked Isidora, "Where

this is the apartment I rented. Before I moved in with you and Anissa, I lived

some pasta." Isidora said

the kitchen window, Quentin watched Isidora's busy figure. At that moment, he felt a

and Anissa had been married for nearly thirty years, always

affect their children, so he convinced Anissa

didn't want to live like that anymore,

to break off the engagement between the Martin Family and the Davis Family

time he and Anissa met, they

worse, turning into

in his marriage with

pasta in the small apartment, Quentin felt a

Isidora brought a bowl of

I could only make you some pasta.

"Sure, it's fine."

the bowl, Quentin

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

can take care of herself. Besides, the three

don't need to argue with Anissa over this. You've been

Quentin even more emotional. Eating the pasta she made,

Suddenly, as if he

quickly regained her composure, a faint smile playing

"Quentin..."

around Quentin's neck, Quentin, as if ignited, could

soft body, and

She knew that holding onto Quentin was her chance

her like a servant. In the future, she would