Rural Belle & Three Heirs
Chapter 37 She Has a Good Eye

"You gave me such a nice bag, but I have no idea where to use it," Mia said, holding the luxurious accessory with a bewildered expression. The generosity of the wealthy truly astounded her. A bag of this quality was handed to her as if it were no more than a casual gift. Chloe shot Mia an incredulous glance. "What do you mean you have nowhere to use it? Use it for groceries when you go shopping. Now shoo, I've got to get some sleep," she said, nudging Mia gently out the door.

As Mia reluctantly stepped out, Grant appeared at the top of the stairs, wiping the sweat from his brow after his evening run. Noticing her standing there, he asked, "Mia, what's going on?"

Mia held up the extravagant handbag, her fingers tracing the fine leather as if afraid it might evaporate. "Miss Davis gave me the bag you bought today. I told her I'm just a maid and can't possibly use it, but she insisted I should use it when grocery shopping. This... it just feels wrong."

Grant studied the bag with a discerning eye, his hands casually resting in his pockets. "Hmm, she has a point. A Neverfull is ideal for groceries. The name speaks for itself: it's roomy and can hold quite a bit."

Mia's jaw dropped, her eyes wide with astonishment. "Are you serious?" she stammered, utterly perplexed by the absurdity of the upper class.

As Monday dawned, the household was abuzz with activity. Grant was immersed in his work, while Michael balanced his academic responsibilities with the demands of shooting his latest film. Liam, on the other hand, was entangled in his own frustrations. Despite leveraging all his resources, the elusive biker who had so captivated him made only a fleeting appearance, then disappeared without a trace. Tony offered no useful information, no matter what rewards Liam had provided in exchange, much to the youngest Martin's growing exasperation.

As the sun began to rise, Chloe and Liam prepared for another day at school. Inside the car, Liam's voice echoed with irritation as he berated Eric over the phone. "Eric, it's been nearly a month, and still nothing. You keep saying you're close, but where's the result? You pride yourself on knowing everything about Sovereign City, so prove it. How hard can it be to find one woman, you moron?"

Slamming his phone shut, Liam seethed silently. Chloe, seated in the back, was absorbed in her phone, barely acknowledging Liam's outburst.

After a moment of tense silence, he recalled something Eric had mentioned. Chloe had promised Tony she'd get the biker's contact if Tony lost the race. Perhaps Chloe held the key to his dilemma. Yet, their relationship was strained, especially after Chloe had been injured in that scuffle involving some spoiled rich kids. Would she even consider helping him?

Clearing his throat awkwardly, Liam attempted to bridge the gap. "Hey, Chloe, I heard your class is planning a party. Is that true?" he asked, hoping to engage her in conversation and perhaps find a way to broach the topic delicately. Chloe replied absently, her attention still somewhat divided, "Someone mentioned it in the group chat last night, but I didn't look carefully."

Liam pressed on, eager to steer the conversation, "Are you planning to go?"

"Yeah, I guess, if it is really a thing," Chloe shrugged. "Just started here, can't be a loner forever."

Feigning an air of authority, Liam stated, "Those parties always have a dance segment. You'll need a partner if you go."

Feigning ignorance, Chloe looked up from her phone, "Really?"

With a confident nod, Liam confirmed, "Yep, Chloe, you're new and partner-less. Going solo might not be the best idea." Suspicious of Liam's ulterior motives, Chloe asked, "So, what do you suggest I do?"

"Find a dance partner, of course," Liam replied smoothly.

Chloe, with a touch of sarcasm, teased, "But you said I don't have any close pals here. Where do you expect me to find one?"

Liam, puffing up slightly, suggested boldly, "Chloe, you can ask me to be your partner. I've been dancing since junior year and am known as the 'dance prince' at Quest University. With me by your side, you'll rock the party. Trust me!" Chloe raised an eyebrow skeptically. To her, the moniker "dance prince" seemed more self-imposed than earned. "Oh... ask you to be my partner?" She scrutinized his face for a moment.

Liam nodded earnestly. "Yep."

Chloe's lips curled into a knowing smile. "Liam, just spit it out. We're not that close for you to be my dance partner out of charity."

Seeing right through his facade, Chloe stared him down. "Tell me what you really want, and if it's reasonable, I'll consider it," she said, crossing her arms and leaning back, looking every bit the detective who had solved the case. Liam finally let his guard down. "Chloe, I want you to help me get the biker's contact info from Tony."

Relief washed over Liam as he finally voiced his request.

Chloe burst into laughter. "That's it?"

The bike enthusiast quickly interjected, "It's really hard, okay? Eric has been searching for ages with no success. I'm obsessed with her drifting move. I have to find her, even if it costs me a fortune to learn that trick." "Chloe, I'm begging you," he implored, his voice taking on a fervent tone. It was evident he was genuinely captivated and willing to do almost anything to meet this enigmatic figure.