Hugh shouted, “Blair, you—”
“No matter what you want to do to me, at least let me send her back to her room first.”
Blair cut him off and carried Mable upstairs.
“Fuck!”
Hugh cursed. He knew he could not stop Blair, so he quickly asked someone to call the doctor.
When Blair carried Mable into her bedroom, he realized she was on an IV drip and pulled out the needle before it finished.
The back of her hand had swollen.
The doctor rushed over and gave Mable the IV drip again. He also instructed Blair, “Ms. Jefferson is very weak. To avoid further stress or strain, she’ll have to rest and recuperate for a few days at least.”
Blair sat quietly on the edge of the bed and held Mable’s hands together. He was careful as if she was a treasure.
“What happened to her?”
Mable was fine when she left. Why was she so weak at the moment?
Hugh crossed his arms at the side and replied to him sarcastically, “What do you think happened? If you hadn’t tricked her with a fake Ice Jade Flower, she wouldn’t have been poisoned.
“Do you know she vomited blood all night and had her stomach cleansed thrice? She’s lucky to be alive now!”
Blair was in despair.
Rahman also said that the Ice Jade Flower was fake.
Blair had placed the Ice Jade Flower in the safe in his study after he brought it back. No one else had touched it.
In that case, the Ice Jade Flower Salomon gave him was a fake!
He was filled with killing intent as soon as he thought about that.
“I’ll look into it.”
“You’d better look into it and explain to her!”
Blair did not say anything else. He kept staring at Mable’s pale face, seemingly heartbroken.
As Hugh looked at him, he suddenly felt he was an eyesore.
He scratched his head and walked out.
His men were everywhere, so he was not afraid that Blair would harm Mable.
When he went downstairs, Rahman happened to have returned.
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