Wilbur glanced at Anthony and said indifferently, “Anthony Fowler, my assistant.”Mable did not expect Anthony to be Wilbur’s assistant.Why did she not see him the past two times she met Wilbur?Anthony smiled and waved at Mable. His gaze swept around the living room, but he did not see Blair.Blair must not want Mable to know that he was here, so he hid.Wilbur led Mable to sit down and poured a cup of tea for her. “Do you need me for something, Ms. Jefferson?”Mable responded, “It’s about Zoe. I wanted to talk to you over the phone, but I couldn’t reach you.”At those words, Wilbur took his phone from the bedroom and found that it was switched off.He passed the phone to Anthony. “Charge it for me.”Anthony took the phone and said in disdain, “Isn’t it time to change this relic?”Who still used a keypad phone in this day and age?Wilbur smiled sarcastically. “I think it’s time to change some of your parts instead.”Anthony did not dare to retort and obediently found a ch
Mable looked at Wilbur. "Mr. Hammond, it seems Anthony is very obedient to you."Wilbur replied, "That's because I saved his life. If he wants to stay alive, he has no choice but to listen to me."Mable nodded thoughtfully. Anthony knew quite some things about herself, even the Necro Poison.Wilbur interrupted Mable's thoughts. "Mable, if you didn't come to me for advice on how to deal with Necro Poison, what do you want to ask?"Mable returned to her senses and said, "I want to ask you if Necro Poison's toxicity will diminish when passed on to the next generation?"Upon hearing this, Wilbur exclaimed, "Can Necro Poison be inherited?"Necro Poison did not seem to be inheritable as far as he knew."It can be inherited," Mable recalled. The reports Rory had shown her made her worried.When Lemon suddenly fell ill back in Italee, Rory had examined her. Mable had seen the blood test results and the symptoms when Lemon fell sick. Mable was certain it was Necro Poison. She had agreed
Mable descended from the hotel's upper floor. Today, she chose not to have the driver take her out and instead hail a cab. Upon exiting the elevator, Mable took out her phone to call a taxi but unexpectedly spotted a familiar figure.‘Amos?’In the lobby on the right side of the hotel's first floor, Amos was sitting at a café table, fully engrossed in his laptop. ‘What is he doing here? At this time, he should be at the company,’ Mable thought.Mable was about to walk over to greet him when she suddenly remembered what Anthony said to her when they went upstairs. He had asked her if she had come to see Blair. ‘Could it be that Blair is here? But why would he be here?’Mable pondered momentarily, wondering if Blair might be here to see Wilbur. The more she thought about it, the more perplexed she became.After some hesitation, Mable finally turned and walked into the elevator. She had to find out.As the elevator ascended, Mable's heart raced. She returned to Wilbur's room a
Upon hearing Wilbur's words, Eugenie was not surprised. Blair had already mentioned this matter to her last time."Uncle Wilbur, believe me, Necro Poison is not hereditary."Eugenie smiled mysteriously. "Mable said that because someone deceived her."Wilbur furrowed his brow, suddenly realizing something. "You mean—"Before he could finish his sentence, Eugenie nodded.She did not want to say more and pretended to yawn. "I'm so tired. I'm going back to my room to take a nap."…Meanwhile, Mable came down from upstairs and took a taxi home from the hotel. Ever since Eugenie went to the company to find Blair, Mable felt there was something secretive going on between them. Today, she caught them meeting privately at the hotel again.That scoundrel, Blair. Could he be having an affair?Mable became angrier the more she thought about it. However, the taxi was forced to stop halfway to her home.Mable looked at Blair, who exited another car with a highly unpleasant expression.
Blair noticed the change and quickly released his grip, his face filled with concern. "Mabes, what's wrong?"Mable touched her head. The pain just now was as if someone had pricked her scalp with a silver needle, causing her to break into a cold sweat. However, it had come and gone so quickly. She could not feel anything now.She held her head, her face contorted in pain. "My head suddenly hurt.""Hurt?" Blair supported Mable's shoulder, checking the spot she held, but he found nothing unusual."Mabes..."Suddenly, Mable raised her head, looking at Blair with astonishment. "Blair, I felt pain just now!"Mable felt both surprised and relieved. Could it be that her damaged sensory nerves had a chance to recover?Blair finally realized that Mable's supposedly loss of sensation had suddenly appeared. "Mabes, has your sensation returned?"Mable extended her hand. "Pinch me."Blair hesitated, not wanting to cause her any more pain, and held her hand gently. "Why would I pinch you?
Blair looked at Mable and hesitated before speaking, "Can we not talk about it?"He did not want to deceive Mable.Mable lowered her gaze, understanding the implication of his words.He and Eugenie seemed to be discussing something she should not know about.The last time Eugenie came to the company to see him, he had also dismissed Mable. The two of them had talked in the office for a long time, but she did not know what they were discussing."If you don't want to talk about it, don't."Mable was not the type to push and pry. So, since Blair said it that way, she did not want to ask further.She would rather he did not say anything at all than make up an excuse.As she thought, Blair suddenly asked, "Why were you at the hotel? Were you there to meet someone?"Mable paused momentarily and replied, "I was there to meet Wilbur. I needed to discuss something with him.""Related to Zoe?"Mable nodded.Blair understood and did not ask anymore.After dropping Mable off at home,
Blair let out a cold, humorless laugh; his gaze was icy. Why was Connor so against him being with Mable? Was it because of his intense love for her daughter, or was there another reason?Blair stared at the files on his computer and had a long, deep thought."Solomon, I'll send you a file shortly. Follow its instructions."Solomon asked, "Are you sure you want to take action against the Mullers? What if Mable finds out?"Blair clenched his jaw tightly, not saying a word. He would only deal with it when Mable found out. He would find a way.Seeing Blair's silence, Solomon nodded. "Understood; I know what to do. Send me the file. I have it covered here in Italee.""Good."After ending the video call, Blair sent the file to Solomon. After finishing his work, Blair remembered today's incident when Mable suddenly had a headache in the car. He picked up his phone and called Eugenie."Hello," Eugenie's voice came through. "Mr. Fowler, what's up?"Blair asked, "I have something
Anthony took Eugenie to a famous restaurant in Richworth.From the moment Eugenie entered, her eyes kept wandering around. This place was truly luxurious. All the waitstaff were handsome and beautiful, and even the pillars in the hall were gilded."Anthony." Eugenie pulled Anthony's sleeve to confirm several times. "Are you sure you want to treat me here? To be clear, I don't have money. If you're thinking of not picking up the tab later…"Anthony looked at Eugenie indifferently, his eyes carrying a hint of disdain. "Don't worry, just enjoy your meal. I won't make you pay."He was a gold card member here. There was still plenty of money left on his prepaid membership card, enough for her to eat to her heart's content."Good."The waiter led Anthony and Eugenie to a private room and handed them the menu.Anthony directly handed the menu to Eugenie. "Order whatever you want. Don't hesitate."Eugenie opened the menu and looked at it; her mouth was watering."You said it so that I