Master Blair's Fiery Pursuit novel Chapter 56

‘Mabes must be having an attack,’ Rahman thought.

…

It was early morning when Blair and his entourage arrived at the airport in Monafett’s capital.

Blair received a call from Kyle as soon as he got off the plane.

“Who’s this old man in the nursing home? Monafett’s mercenaries were here. If I hadn’t been well-prepared, I would’ve been killed.”

Blair narrowed his eyes and asked, “How many people were there?”

“There were more than 20 of them, all skilled. They injured a lot of my men, but don’t worry. The old man is still here. They can’t take him away.”

Richworth was their turf, after all. Even the strongest opponent could not defeat the local force.

“Thanks.”

Blair gave him a few more instructions before hanging up.

After getting into the car, he ordered the driver, “Head to Rahman’s place first.”

Since Mable was here, she was most likely staying at Rahman’s place.

Solomon turned to look at Blair from the passenger seat. “Master Blair, why don’t you eat something and rest first?”

It had been more than 20 hours since Mable left. Within that time, Blair neither rested nor ate. If this went on, his body would not be able to take it.

“No need.”

Blair looked outside the window with a grim expression.

Solomon shrugged. He knew he could not persuade Blair and did not say anything else.

He took out his phone to go on Facebook and was swiping halfway when a trending live stream suddenly came into view.

Solomon instantly became excited. “F*ck, Sonora reappeared. She’s fighting ten people at a time. How awesome!”

Blair stiffened when he heard Sonora’s name. “Who did you say?”

“Sonora, Erebar’s underground boxing champion. She’s also a woman!”

Solomon shook his phone. “She’s fighting ten people tonight in Leaux’s underground boxing—”

Before he could finish, Blair snatched his phone away.

It was rare for Solomon to see him so agitated. “Master Blair, are you also a fan of Sonora?”

The match in the boxing ring was currently being streamed live on the phone.

A woman wearing a golden mask stood in the center of the ring with a powerful and ruthless aura. Her gaze was merciless and sharp.

At her feet, three boxers had fallen to the ground. The staff dragged them out of the ring and signaled for the match to continue.