Master Blair's Fiery Pursuit novel Chapter 27

A cold look flashed across Mable’s eyes. She uttered through gritted teeth, “*sshole!”

‘I want to blow his head off!’

“Get in the car!” Blair pulled the car door open.

Mable shot him a look and reluctantly got into the car.

As Blair drove, he occasionally glanced at Mable, who was pretending to be asleep. He sized her up with curiosity.

“Mable, just how many more identities do you have?” he suddenly asked.

Mable was Agnes, the eldest miss of the Jeffersons. She was also Sonora, the boxing champion who dominated the ring.

Just how many other identities did she have?

Mable opened her eyes. She had a defensive look in her indifferent eyes as she smiled sweetly and responded, “Take a guess.”

Blair said, “I’ll be ready to listen whenever you want to tell me.”

Mable pursed her lips and did not say anything.

By the time they returned to Blair’s villa, it was almost dawn.

The wound on Mable’s shoulder had reopened. She treated it again and took two more anti-inflammatory pills.

After breakfast, she was bored and turned on the TV. She happened to see Marissa and Dane’s interview.

The reporter asked, “Ms. Jefferson, Mr. Snyder, there are rumors that your families’ companies will further cooperate after you get married. Can you slightly reveal which aspect of cooperation it’ll be?”

The Jeffersons and the Snyders were family friends, to begin with, and they had always been in cooperation in the business world. Now that the two families were becoming in-laws, they would cooperate more closely than before.

There were even rumors that their companies might merge.

Marissa intimately held Dane’s arm and smiled calmly. “I’m not too sure. My dad and Uncle Raymond are the ones discussing it.”

Dane spoke, “You’ll find out on our wedding day.”

The reporter continued, “Mr. Snyder, some people on the Internet say you’re marrying Ms. Marissa to fulfill the marriage contract with the Jeffersons, but in fact, the person you love is still the late Ms. Agnes.”

Dane frowned when he heard Agnes’ name. “I’ve always treated Agnes as a younger sister. We were only engaged back then due to the pressure from our elders. I initially wanted to break off the engagement when she got older, but I didn’t expect her to have an unfortunate life…”

Marissa lowered her head and looked as though it was a distressing memory for her. “My cousin was so pitiful.”