Blair glanced sideways, anticipating seeing Mable soon. In a good mood, he shrugged off any tension between them. After breakfast, noticing Mable had not replied to his messages, Blair decided to call her.The phone rang for a while, and just as Blair thought no one would answer, it finally connected."Hello."Blair held the phone. "Mabes, busy?""Yeah, a bit."Blair furrowed his brows slightly, detecting a hint of coldness in Mable's tone."Weren't you supposed to catch the eleven o'clock flight? Are you getting ready to head to the airport?"There was a two-second silence from Mable's end before she spoke, "I canceled the flight. I have some unfinished business. Won't be back to Richworth for now."Blair sat up straight, his tone turning serious. "Mabes, what's wrong?""Nothing, I—"Blair cut Mable off. "If there's nothing wrong, why the sudden change of plans? Mabes, are you keeping something from me?""No!"Blair narrowed his eyes dangerously, his features shrouded in
Muller Manor.Mable hung up Blair's call and turned to face Jeremiah, sitting beside her, her expression somewhat hollow."Blair's call?" Jeremiah asked.Mable nodded."What did he say?"Mable's gaze flickered as she gently replied to his question, "Blair said he's in Italee and he's coming over."Jeremiah raised an eyebrow, a hint of a cold smile on his lips.‘Blair is in Italee? When did he arrive?’Jeremiah looked at Mable and reached out to tousle her hair. "Astrid, do you remember what I told you?"Mable stared at him, silent.Jeremiah softened his tone as if soothing a child and repeated the words he had said to Mable earlier that morning."Blair has done many things to hurt you. He's a bad person, and you can't have anything to do with him anymore. He will hurt you, understand?"Mable nodded obediently. "Yes, I understand."Jeremiah gently ruffled Mable's hair. "I called Rory, and he'll be here soon to pick you up. You'll go with him. I'll get you once I've dealt wi
It was dangerous! Rory felt like punching someone, but the next second, he heard Jeremiah speak. "Or what? You want me to break her legs or knock her out?"Knocking her out would be easy, but he could not have her unconscious for ten days or half a month."Damn it!" Rory cursed under his breath, kicking the coffee table. "Where's Mable?""Fetch Mable." The servant nodded and went upstairs to call Mable.Soon, Mable came downstairs.At the sight of Mable, Rory sensed something was off.She followed the servant downstairs; her steps were light, expressionless, and her eyes dull.A little fool!"Damn it!" Rory could not help but swear."Astrid, come here!" Jeremiah reached out.Mable walked over, guided by Jeremiah, to Rory's side. "He's Rory. I have been busy lately, so I asked him to take care of you for a while. You have to be obedient, okay?""Okay." Mable nodded earnestly, still maintaining a docile appearance.Rory looked at Mable like that, feeling both amused and i
Blair stared intently at Mable, her reaction sending a shiver down his spine. What he had feared the most seemed to be happening.Mable's demeanor was entirely different now as if she had transformed into someone else entirely. Even when she looked at him, her eyes showed no emotion.This change in Mable could only mean one thing. Jeremiah had hypnotized her!"Mabes!"Blair attempted to reach out and grab Mable's hand but was intercepted by Jeremiah rushing over."Blair, my sister won't leave with you!"Blair grabbed Jeremiah's collar and lifted his fist, landing a fierce punch on his face. "You still call her your sister? What have you done to her?""Master Jeremiah!"The Mullers’ bodyguards rushed over in a frenzy after witnessing their young master being assaulted.Blair had rushed here hastily and only brought Amos and Solomon. However, even with just the three of them, they had more than enough to handle these bodyguards.However, at that moment, Jeremiah raised his hand
Blair gritted his teeth, emitting a fierce and icy aura. "Jeremiah, you're clever; threaten me by using Mable. You should also know the saying, 'What goes around comes around.'"Jeremiah furrowed his brow, not fully grasping the meaning of Blair's words when his phone suddenly rang.He glanced at his phone; it was his dad calling.Jeremiah frowned slightly as he answered the call.A voice came through the phone before he could even utter a word. "Jeremiah, you've got thirty seconds to release Mable, or else, I'll blow this old man's head off!"The voice was loud enough for Rory to hear even without the speaker on.Rory looked bewilderedly at the pale-faced Jeremiah. "What's going on?"This voice sounded somewhat familiar.Jeremiah tightened his grip on the phone, incredulously looking at Blair before him. "Your man?"Blair did not speak but raised his chin, the answer evident.Solomon sneered; he had been watching Connor for over a month and had arranged many covert guards in
Blair did not say another word; he left with Mable. As they departed, Rory's face turned darker while watching them go.Jeremiah spoke into the phone, "I've let Mable go. What about my dad?"The man on the other end replied coldly, "Don't worry, I'm not interested in an old disabled man."In the next moment, Jeremiah's phone was snatched away.Rory was holding the phone and spoke up, "Rahman?"On the other end, Rahman sneered. "Rory, fancy seeing you here."Rory frowned. "I thought you became the heir to the throne and had no time for these matters.""Forget about the throne. Even if I became the king, I'd step in without hesitation if something happened to Mable!"As Rahman said, Mable was everything to him. Whoever dared to harm her would step in. He had faced various troubles and dangers these past two years. From the only son of King Monafett to the crown as a prince, he had been too occupied, let alone inquired about Mable's affairs. He had always thought Mable was d
Rahman withdrew his hand, grumbling irritably, "Seriously! Planning to burn bridges already?" If it were not for him, would they have caught that crippled old man so quickly?Sensing Blair's foul mood, Solomon walked in and suggested, "Rahman, let's discuss this outside. Master Blair can stay here with Mable. You can say whatever you need to when she wakes up."Rahman and Blair did not have much to talk about anyway. Rahman glanced at Mable on the bed for a short while and walked out.Solomon closed the door, leaving only the unconscious Mable and Blair in the room.Blair held Mable's hand against his face, gently stroking her brows and eyes.His heart ached. It felt like his organs were being torn apart, making it hard to breathe."Mabes, I'm sorry, I broke my promise again." Blair's voice was hoarse with regret. He did not protect her again."Mabes, please don't be angry. I promise this is the last time."Blair softly kissed Mable's delicate fingers, whispering, "Mabes,
Rahman raised an eyebrow. "Of course, Mable's significance will never change in my heart!"Blair nodded, stepping aside.Despite his thorough preparations and confidence, Blair feared unexpected obstacles might occur. Having someone else protect her would ease his mind.Given Rahman's current status, as long as he protected Mable, neither Rory nor Jeremiah could touch her.Rahman looked at Blair expressionlessly. "Is that all you wanted to ask?"Blair nodded, saying nothing more.Rahman smirked. "Bizarre."With that, he paid no further attention to Blair and headed upstairs.Amos entered from outside. "Master Blair, the arrangements you requested have been made."Blair nodded, checking the time on his wrist; his expression was grim.Upstairs.Rahman burst excitedly into the bedroom, seeing Mable sitting on the edge of the bed eating."Mable!"Mable paused, turning to look at the door."Rahman?"How was he here?Now it was Rahman's turn to be puzzled. "You remember me?"