Rural Belle & Three Heirs

Eric glanced up and saw a stunning figure on the bridge. He nodded, "Mr. Martin, that's definitely her. Should we go after her?" Liam didn't hesitate, "Absolutely, let's go."

With Liam's command, he, Eric, and a few motorcycle enthusiasts turned around and sped off in the direction Chloe had gone.

Chloe was enjoying the scenery, but when she glanced in her rearview mirror, she saw several figures on motorcycles following her. She instantly recognized Liam by his flashy motorcycle. In Sovereign City, no one else had a bike like his.

Chloe cursed her luck. She couldn't believe she ran into Liam the moment she stepped out. She couldn't let him find out who she really was.

With that thought, Chloe revved her engine, and her high-performance bike shot forward.

Seeing Chloe speed up, Liam and Eric did the same, trying to catch up. But there was a clear difference in their skills. No matter how hard they tried, they couldn't close the gap.

Chloe rode into the motorcycle training ground, cranking up the throttle and speeding up.

The wind roared past her ears, and her bad mood lifted. She rode nearly eight laps until she was exhausted, then turned to leave. By then, Liam and Eric were nearly two laps behind. There was no way they could catch up. Chloe quickly disappeared from Liam's sight.

Liam got off his bike in frustration. He yanked off his helmet and complained to Eric, "I was just two laps away! If I had been a bit faster, I could've caught up."

Seeing Liam's frustration, Eric tried to comfort him, "You've already seen her. Do you really need to chase her down? If you want to see her, why not just send her a message?"

Liam was left speechless. He pulled out his phone and showed Eric his chat history with his icon. "Look, she hasn't responded in two days. I asked her to meet up, and she didn't even reply. Finally, I see her, and I get left behind." Liam was frustrated, knowing he wasn't as skilled and couldn't blame anyone else.

Seeing Liam so upset, Eric had a suggestion. "Mr. Martin, didn't you say the ugly girl at your house has a connection with her? Why not ask her to help you set up a meeting?"

Eric's words sparked an idea in Liam. "That's right! If she doesn't respond to me, I can ask the ugly girl to help. She's staying at my house; she can't refuse, right?" Eric nodded, "That makes sense."

"Let's go home and find the ugly girl." Liam got on his bike, ready to go.

Just as he started it, he remembered something and turned back to glare at Eric. Eric felt a bit uneasy under Liam's sudden glare, not sure what he did wrong.

Liam said, "Eric, just so you know, you can call her by her name, but never call her 'ugly girl.""

"Huh?" Eric was taken aback. He knew exactly who Liam meant.

Liam continued, "The term 'ugly girl' is reserved for me. If I hear you call her that again, I'll knock your head into a square."

He waved his fist at Eric before riding off on his motorcycle.

Eric scratched his head, looking puzzled. He turned to his companion. "Mr. Martin's acting weird, isn't he? Why's he so protective of Chloe? And he even has a special nickname for her?"

His companion shrugged, "No idea, I've never seen him like this before."

Eric mused, "Do you think Mr. Martin's got a thing for her?"

Later that night, after Chloe got back to the Martin Mansion, she took a nice bath, changed clothes, and went downstairs, only to see Liam holding his helmet.

Chloe glanced at the clock and smirked at Liam. He was just two laps behind her, but it took him nearly twenty minutes longer to get from the motorcycle training ground to the mansion. Liam definitely needed to up his game. "Ugly girl, I need your help," Liam blurted out as soon as he saw Chloe.

Chloe rolled her eyes. "What do you need?"

"I want to see my idol again. Can you invite her over?" Liam asked bluntly, not one for subtlety.

Chloe rolled her eyes again and shot him down. "If you want to see her, ask her yourself. Why should I help you?"

"She hasn't replied to my messages. How's she gonna come if I ask her?" Liam pouted.

Pleasing someone wasn't easy. Ever since he added the mysterious biker on Facebook, he'd message her whenever he had time. If she was in a good mood, she'd reply; if not, he'd get nothing for a whole day. For the first time, the always confident Liam felt what it was like to be frustrated.

"If she doesn't respond to you, what does that have to do with me? I have classes tomorrow. I'm going to bed," Chloe said, turning to leave without any intention of helping.

Liam anxiously followed her.

"Ugly girl, are you really not gonna help me?" Liam asked, his face stern.

Chloe wasn't intimidated at all. She looked him straight in the eye and said, "No help, no arrangement, no concern!"

Liam was so mad his teeth itched. Asking Chloe for help was a real pain!

"Ugly girl, don't forget, you're living in my house. You eat my food, drink my drinks, use my stuff, and you won't even help me with a little favor. Aren't you afraid..." Liam started to list his grievances. He thought he could threaten Chloe by bringing up these things.

But it was exactly what Chloe wanted. She immediately shot back, "If you're not happy, you can kick me out."