Master Blair's Fiery Pursuit novel Chapter 127

Solomon was shocked and went in front of Blair.

He subconsciously reached for his gun, only to realize he did not bring his gun with him today.

“Rahman!” Amos saw this and also rushed in to get in front of Blair.

Solomon advised Rahman, “Rahman, calm down. Let’s talk it out!”

Blair looked coldly at Rahman and stepped out from behind Solomon. “If you kill me, can the Emirs bear the consequences?”

The atmosphere turned cold.

Rahman smiled wickedly. “Blair, Mabes is of utmost priority to me! Since you dare hurt her, I won’t let you have it easy!”

“What do you mean?”

Solomon looked at Blair in confusion. “Wasn’t Mable the one who hurt you and tormented you? Why are you the one who hurt her instead?”

Blair quickly noticed that something was off. “What happened to Mable?”

He and Rahman spoke on the phone last night. Then, Rahman did not sound like he was resentful.

“What happened? You fucking gave her a fake Ice Jade Flower and caused her to vomit blood from being poisoned. How can you still have the fucking nerve to ask what happened?!”

Rahman was filled with uncontrollable rage. If not for the rationale left in him, he would have shot Blair in the face!

Blair stiffened. “What did you say? The Ice Jade Flower is fake?”

Solomon looked at Blair in shock. “The Ice Jade Flower you gave Mable is fake?”

“That’s… Impossible!” Amos was also stunned.

Given how much Blair valued Mable, how could he have given her a fake Ice Jade Flower?

“How is it impossible? You’re why she’s lying in bed on the verge of death! Blair, you deserve to die!”

Rahman pulled the trigger without hesitation.

“Master Blair!” Solomon widened his eyes.

Blair quickly dodged, and the bullet shot the computer behind him.

Just as Rahman was about to pull the trigger again, a group of fully armed bodyguards suddenly rushed in.

Rahman only brought a total of eight men. While they were skilled, they were outnumbered and quickly subdued.

Blair went up to Rahman and unloaded the gun in his hand in a flash.

“Rahman, how’s Mable now?”