Master Blair's Fiery Pursuit novel Chapter 8

In all his 26 years of living, no one had ever dared splash Blair with coffee.

“If you want to die, I can make it happen!”

“Ha.”

Mable scoffed disdainfully. Even in the face of such great pressure from Blair, she was not afraid.

“Try me.”

‘See if I’ll blow your head off!’

Blair’s reserved and handsome face was shrouded in an indescribable danger. “Don’t think I won’t dare to do anything to you just because you have Rahman to back you up!”

Mable raised her eyebrow. It had always been her who backed up Rahman, that idiot!

“What’s the matter? Are you jealous because someone is backing me up?”

Blair choked.

He did not like her, so how could he be jealous?

He just felt very unhappy!

“Mable, if you’re trying to play hard to get, I advise you to drop the idea before it’s too late!”

Mable rolled her eyes at him. “Play hard to get, my *ss!”

‘Scum!

‘Does he think I’m loved by all?’

Mable was afraid that she would not be able to resist killing Blair if she stayed any longer, so she turned around elegantly and left.

Blair watched her leave with a dark face.

After Mable left, Solomon finally dared to walk up to Blair. “Is she still the Mable who was madly in love with you?”

‘Has she been possessed?’

Blair was stumped as well. How could Mable have changed so much in just a few days?

…

Mable left Fowler Enterprise and went back to the hotel.

Not long after, she received a phone call from Tracey.

Tracey was Blair’s younger sister. She was cheerful, adorable, warm, and generous. She also had a particularly nice smile.

She had just learned about Mable and her brother’s divorce. Afraid that Mable would take things too hard, she asked Mable to accompany her shopping for a break.