Blair hung up the phone and immediately called Amos. “Prepare the helicopter…”
Mable sat on the sofa and stared at him while he was on the phone. She was upset.
If she guessed right, the phone call was about Liv.
There was news of her.
Without further ado, Blair went back to his room to change after calling out his orders to Amos.
As if he suddenly remembered that Mable was still in the study, he came back and said to her, “I have to go out for a while. Be good at home and call me if anything happens.”
Mable nodded stiffly. “Your hand—”
She wanted to remind him not to get water on his wound, but before she could say it, his phone rang again.
He answered the call and went downstairs.
As Mable watched him disappear, a sense of sadness welled up inside her.
Soon, the sound of helicopter propellers came from the back garden.
Mablr ran downstairs, only to find Blair boarding the helicopter.
This scene was the same as the night she regained her memory two months ago.
Mable suddenly envied Liv for being so cherished by Blair.
“Mabes, where is Blair going?” Tracey came out and watched as the helicopter slowly got further away.
Mable smiled bitterly. “Besides Liv, who else can make him so eager?”
Tracey was stunned. “There’s news of her again?”
Mable said nothing else and went back inside.
She reheated the lunch Blair packed for her and ate it in the dining room.
The flavor was average, but she enjoyed it very much.
She felt sweet inside.
After that, Mable went upstairs. She was about to spend some time alone when she received a call from Hugh.
“Boss, Frank Jefferson has been found.”
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