As soon as Mable heard Blair’s words, she knew he had followed her.
Otherwise, how would he know she was currently eating with Howard?
Mable gripped her phone tightly and turned red with anger.
‘That scumbag actually followed me!’
“What’s the matter?” Howard asked her.
Mable hung up the phone. “Nothing.”
Why did she have to go out just because Blair asked her to? She refused to do it!
Mable ordered a few more dishes and decided to have a good meal.
Soon, their food was served.
Howard suddenly asked, “Ms. Jefferson, are you still living with Master Blair?”
“Can you not mention him?”
Even the mention of Blair’s name made her furious.
Howard nodded with a faint smile and poured some water for her.
Mable ate leisurely and asked, “Howard, I injured your brother’s hand. Aren’t you going to avenge him?”
She was rather surprised when Howard lent her his car at the race track yesterday.
She had broken one of Henry’s fingers. Instead of taking revenge on her, Howard had helped her.
Howard answered with a gentle smile, “He asked for it. You can’t be blamed.”
Mable raised her eyebrow. ‘Are they even brothers?’
“Besides, Henry is now much more well-behaved after the last incident. To say the least, I should thank you for it.”
Mable laughed dryly. She felt that he was talking against his will.
As they chatted, Howard’s phone suddenly rang.
After hearing what the caller said, his face instantly changed.
“I’ll be right over.”
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