Rural Belle & Three Heirs

Isidora hesitated, her words trailing off.

She knew exactly how to pique Giselle's curiosity, and sure enough, Giselle took the bait. "What did she say?" she asked.

"She said..."

"Come on, spill it..."

"Gigi, Anissa said you two aren't really family. If it weren't for her being Mrs. Martin, why would you even bother sucking up to her?"

Isidora's words instantly changed Giselle's expression.

The moment she heard "sucking up," any sense of familial bond between her and Anissa vanished.

Over the years, Anissa married into wealth while Giselle ended up with a deadbeat husband, leading to a failed marriage-something Anissa never let her forget.

In the past, Giselle had tolerated her sister's jabs, since Anissa was family. But now, with Anissa accusing her of "sucking up," it was clear just how much contempt she had for her.

Seeing Giselle's face change, Isidora knew she had achieved her goal.

See, Sisterhood? Blood ties? If you want to sow discord, there was no relationship you couldn't disrupt.

"Gigi, it's one thing for her to say I'm sucking up to her. After all, to her, I'm just an outsider. But she can't say that about you." Isidora continued, "You're her sister. If it weren't for you managing the finances at the Martin Group and strategizing for her, she might not have secured her position as Mrs. Martin."

"She can hit me, she can scold me, I can take it. But cursing you, I can't accept it. I don't want to live at the Martin Mansion anymore." Isidora clung to Giselle's hand, whining. Giselle thought for a moment and said, "But if you don't stay at the Martin Mansion, how will you get close to Grant? You know I'm trying to set you up with him.

Even though staying at the Martin Mansion is a bit of a sacrifice now, you have to think about the long-term..."

Giselle was determined to make Isidora Grant's wife, unaware that Isidora's ambitions had already shifted.

Grant was indifferent to her, but his father, Quentin, was particularly attentive. If she could win over Quentin, her days of luxury wouldn't be far off.

If she couldn't become Grant's wife, becoming Quentin's wife was a good alternative.

To achieve it, she had to dethrone Anissa.

By using Giselle to make Anissa look like a bitter, hated old hag, Isidora finally got her shot, didn't she?

Calmed by Giselle's persuasion, Isidora said, "Alright, I'll listen to you, Gigi..."

The two of them sat in the private room, discussing various things, completely unaware that Chloe and Rena in the next booth had heard everything.

After a while, Giselle and Isidora left.

Rena closed her notebook and said to Chloe, "Chloe, did you offend Giselle before? Why is she so against you?

Getting Isidora to move into the Martin Mansion to seduce Mr. Grant Martin, what good does that do Giselle?"

Chloe chuckled, "Of course it benefits her. If Isidora succeeds in driving a wedge between Grant and me, or if Isidora marries into the Martin Family, it's good for Giselle."

"How so?" Rena asked, puzzled.

"With Isidora on the inside, Giselle can gain more control over the Martin Group. With more power, she has more influence in the Martin Family.

Giselle is very ambitious. I always felt she wanted to control everyone."

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Chloe, born into the Davis Family, had been doing business since she was young and had a natural sensitivity to money and power.

From the first time she met Giselle, she sensed that Giselle wasn't content with just being the CFO of the Martin Group.

Chloe's analysis made Rena instinctively shiver.

She grabbed Chloe's arm and whispered, "Chloe, the affairs of wealthy families are really complicated-always scheming and backstabbing. I'm really worried... if you marry Mr. Martin, how will you even survive all that drama?"

Seeing Rena's worried expression, Chloe smiled.

She turned to Rena and said, "Rena, you still have the energy to worry about me handling these situations? I think you should worry about yourself."

"What do I have to worry about?" Rena pondered.

Chloe reminded her, "If you marry Michael, won't you have to deal with these things too?"

Rena retorted, "Come on, Michael won't marry me. Chloe, I don't have your luck."

As she said this, Rena's expression clearly showed some disappointment. Although she

was nominally dating Michael, she knew he was just using her as a decoy to fend off Karlie's advances.

Of course, Michael was somewhat infatuated with her, but it was only a physical attraction.

She never thought she could marry Michael.

She didn't even dare to dream that dream.

Philip, who had been quietly working on his design, finally finished.noveldrama

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Hearing Chloe and Rena talking, Philip didn't catch the details but chimed in, "You don't have that luck, but I do...

Michael won't marry you, but he'll definitely marry me.

You two just wait. When I successfully marry Michael and become the lady of the Martin Family, you better give me a big gift and lots of blessings..."

Philip's joke made Chloe and Rena burst into laughter.

Chloe teased Philip, "Philip, are you getting too into your role as a gay man? Let me

remind you, you're straight. Don't go down the wrong path..."

The three of them chatted and laughed for a while.

As it got late, everyone headed home. Chloe had just stepped outside when she

received a message from Grant: [Dinner is ready, it's on the table.]

[Tea is brewed, it's by the bed.]

[I'm all cleaned up, lying in your bed... Come home soon, waiting for you.]

Reading Grant's messages, Chloe couldn't help but giggle.

Usually, Grant was so serious in public, no one would believe how playful he could be with her.

Chloe quickly typed a reply.

She responded: [Alright, all cleaned up, wait for me...]

Just as she finished typing, Chloe looked up and saw a man in sunglasses walking

towards her...