Rural Belle & Three Heirs

Isidora said, "Quentin, it's not like that. I cried because I was so touched. You're the best person I've ever met."

"Oh, I thought it was something serious," Quentin replied casually.

Over the years, the Martin Family's business had been booming, and they never lacked money. And Quentin's own investments had also paid off handsomely. Even though he lived abroad, he never missed a chance to donate to orphanages back home.

A million dollars was like pocket change to him. Did it really have to leave Isidora so moved?

"Quentin, I promise I'll pay you back. Thank you so much." Isidora wiped her tears and thanked Quentin.

Quentin comforted, "No worries. Go ahead, help your friend first."

As he turned back to his treadmill, Isidora suddenly leaned in and, catching him off guard, stood on her tiptoes and planted a light kiss on his cheek.

The kiss startled Quentin.

By the time he realized what had happened, Isidora was already running out the door with her phone in hand.

Quentin watched her retreating figure, a knowing smile playing on his lips.noveldrama

Then he resumed his run on the treadmill.

After Isidora left, Mia, who had been cleaning the house with the other maids, came into the living room. She had a brief encounter with Isidora, whose blushing face and Quentin's unusual expression caught her attention.

Finishing her chores, Mia returned to the servants' quarters.

She sat on the bed with her colleague, Calla Griffin, and started talking. "Calla, I noticed something weird about that_slut_today."

Isidora was not well-liked among the Martin Family staff, often bullying the maids, earning her the nickname "slut."

Calla asked, "Mia, what did she do?"

"I think there's something going on between her and Mr. Martin... When I came back, she ran out blushing, and Mr. Martin's expression was quite telling." Mia shared what she had seen with Calla.

Calla was skeptical. "No way. Are you saying that slut is trying to seduce Mr. Martin? He's over fifty, old enough to be her father. She can't possibly be interested in him."

Mia replied, "Mr. Martin is rich. Isidora's family isn't well-off, and she doesn't wear nice clothes. What if she's after his money?"

Calla considered this. "You might be right. Given that Mr. and Mrs. Martin's relationship has never been great, if Isidora were to secretly seduce Mr. Martin, he might just fall for it."

Mia added, "If that's the case, what should we do? We've worked for the Martin Family for decades. We can't just watch them get embroiled in a scandal."

Calla thought for a moment. "Maybe I should talk to Mrs. Martin. She trusts me and will listen."

Mia quickly waved her off. "No. We need evidence. Without it, we'd just be accusing her falsely. Let's keep an eye on things for now..."

After whispering for a while, they finally lay down to rest.

Mia had initially wanted to share the gossip with Chloe but decided against it due to the lack of evidence.

Meanwhile, Isidora left the Martin Mansion and headed straight to the address Sophia had sent her.

Sophia, bundled up tightly, stood by the roadside under the dim streetlight. Seeing Isidora in a designer workout outfit, she couldn't help but sneer.

"Isidora, it's only been a few days, and you're already sporting designer workout clothes?" Sophia's words were dripping with sarcasm and jealousy.

When she was a manager at the Martin Group, she earned a high salary and never lacked designer clothes.

After the design debacle, she was demoted to the Martin Group parking lot, taking a massive pay cut. Although she considered jumping ship, her dream of becoming the Martin family's mistress kept her there, grinding it out as a parking attendant.

Her reduced income couldn't support her high spending habits, forcing her to live frugally.

She hadn't worn a designer outfit in months.

Seeing Isidora in one made her green with envy.

"This outfit was a gift from Giselle. I don't have any money, you know that." Isidora played the poor card in front of Sophia, valuing money above all else. She would rather die than part with her money.

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If she weren't worried about Sophia ruining her plans, she wouldn't have agreed to give her any money.

"Alright, I didn't call you out here to hear you complain. I'm in a tough spot. The police and netizens are after me, calling me a murderer and threatening to drown me." Sophia sighed. "I need fifty thousand dollars to escape, to lay low abroad for a while..."

Sophia demanded money outright.

Isidora, ever the shrewd negotiator, replied, "Sophia, I really don't have fifty thousand dollars. You know Kathy's been sick, and we've spent a lot on medical bills and caregivers."

"I haven't gotten any money from Anissa and Grant at the Martin Family. Fifty thousand is too much. How about thirty thousand?"

"Sophia, we're partners. If I ever strike it rich, I won't forget you. You've helped me so much." Isidora tried to persuade Sophia with heartfelt words.

Sophia smirked. "Isidora, all your words are useless. It's going to take half a million dollars for me to get out of here, and trust me, I'll be back in Sovereign City one day. Don't waste my time squabbling over peanuts like this."

Sophia pressured Isidora to transfer the money. "Hurry, transfer the money. I've already arranged for a boat to get me out."

With no other options, Isidora reluctantly transferred fifty thousand dollars from the million she borrowed from Quentin.

Seeing the money in her account, Sophia was elated.

She knew that slut could get her the money.

As Sophia prepared to leave, Isidora called out to her...