With that, Mable called Joseph. As soon as the call connected and before Mable could speak, Joseph spoke, “Hello, dear Mrs. Fowler.” Mable was taken aback. How did Joseph know it was her when she had barely spoken? Perhaps he had her phone number? She decided not to think too much of it and greeted him, “Hello, Mr. Joseph…” Then, she began by apologizing for not being able to attend his birthday party. Although Joseph was a little disappointed, he was still a rather sensible man and did not attempt to press the issue. “Since you have important things to handle, it’s perfectly fine. It’s just a birthday party anyway. No big deal.” Mable felt relieved upon hearing this. After a few brief exchanges, she hung up. ... Amos had to remain in Fasier to tie up a few loose ends. Meanwhile, Solomon and Mable flew back to Richworth together. It was a more than ten-hour flight from Fasier back to Richworth. It was hard to be stuck inside the plane for so long.
In Richworth. Blair was rather taken aback when he was told that Mable and Solomon would be returning today. “Didn't Joseph invite Mabes to his birthday party tomorrow?” He was in the middle of a video call with Amos. On the display was Amos, who reacted with a conflicted expression before explaining, “She says she misses Spike and Lemon and wants to go home to see them. “She already called Mr. Joseph to apologize for not showing up to his party. I will be heading to the party tomorrow in her place instead to bring him a gift.” Blair gave Amos a suspicious look with narrowed eyes. Amos had been working with him for more than a decade. By now, he knew Amos like the back of his palm. He noticed the way Amos’ eyes flickered when he spoke just now as well as the way Amos seemed to be avoiding his gaze. There had to be something more to this. “Anything else to report?” Blair asked in an icy tone. Amos gave Blair a look and tried to play it cool, “That’s all.” Bl
Solomon was so infuriated that his teeth were clattering. What an immoral woman! He suddenly felt a hint of sympathy for Blair. As soon as he walked out of the airport, he saw Tracey and Arthur waiting for him outside. Upon meeting him, Tracey pranced and waved him over excitedly. “Solomon, over here!” After Solomon approached them, Tracey looked around and wondered, “Where's Mabes?” Solomon handed the luggage to Arthur before stating angrily, “She left earlier through another exit.” “She left?” Arthur could tell Solomon was upset and asked, “Did something happen?” “Let's talk about it inside the car.” Once Solomon was in the car, Tracey burrowed inside after him quickly and asked anxiously, “What's going on?” Solomon crossed his arms and stated sharply, “Mable is looking for a new man.” “Huh?” “What did you say?” Tracey and Arthur cried out in unison with a look of sheer disbelief. “You… Who did you say was going to find a new man?" It took a
At the hospital. Blair was seated upright on the hospital bed. The laptop on his lap was playing the live feed inside the car. He had heard every single word of the conversation that went on inside the car. As it turned out, he was right to suspect there was something off with Mable returning to Richworth ahead of time. He knew Amos had been hiding something from him based on the way Amos was fidgeting last night. Still, he did not expect it to be something so fatal. To think that they were planning to keep on hiding it from him! After wiping traces of blood seeping out the corner of his lips with the back of his hand, he picked up his phone and dialed Solomon's number. Soon, Solomon picked up and stammered into the phone, “Master… Master Blair…” His voice was trembling. “Where did Mabes go?” There was a dull, ominous ring in Blairs’ voice when he spoke. His expression was eerily calm to the point where it completely lacked emotion. If not for the tr
“In that case, drink with us,” the man offered while raising his glass. “That’s right, Mabes! You haven’t been here for so long. We thought you had forgotten about us!” Mable’s lips jerked awkwardly. She recalled the past again — when she had only just signed the divorce agreement with Blair. The next thing she did was come to Sleepless City to look for men and end up stumbling into Blair, who was here for business. All the added context made for a rather complicated situation at the time. Mable chuckled to herself. She refused to believe that Blair would ever sit still and let it happen if he found out about her coming to Sleepless City to look for men again. With that in mind, she turned to the man who tried to hit on her and remarked with a flirtatious smile, “Well, now that I am single, here I am again.” There was not a soul in Richworth who did not know about Mable and Blair’s relationship. Similarly, everyone was aware of the recent passing of X’s president,
The door of Sleepless City was flung open, and in came a dozen bodyguards dressed in black. The rowdy mood of the party was immediately suspended. Then, a man entered the venue in a wheelchair. He wore a silver mask that covered his features. The only thing visible was a pair of dark, obsidian eyes emitting a penetrating glow. He seemed to have left wherever he came from on short notice, evident by the fact that he was wearing casual clothes one would wear at home paired with common slippers. The bodyguard pushing the wheelchair was dressed in a suit and leather shoes. One could immediately tell that he was no common folk, which also went to show that the man in the wheelchair had to be someone of high status. “Who is this man? Why haven't I seen him before?” “He has to be someone from the underground. Judging by his mask, I’m guessing he’s hiding some kind of scar.” “Look, even the boss of Sleepless City is coming out to greet him. He has to be a big shot.” “Do
The man in the wheelchair locked his jaw tightly and glanced at her other wrist that was not placed on Howard’s shoulders. He then snarled, “Do you not recognize me, Mrs. Fowler?” As soon as he spoke, Mable propped an arm against her waist and declared loudly, “Don't... Don’t call me Mrs. Fowler. I am not— Hic— Mrs. Fowler.” The man in the wheelchair shot an icy glare at her. Even with the mask on, one could feel his expression turning into a deep scowl. The mention of Blair alone was enough to make Mable’s heart throb with pain. She swung herself away from Howard and staggered back a few steps before ranting out loud to nobody in particular, “Screw you! Blair, you’re such a prick. You’re the worst…” She looked around wildly while ranting and failed to recognize the familiar figure. ‘Blair, where are you? ‘Why haven't you come for me?’ Mable was starting to doubt herself at this point. The only evidence she had that Blair was alive was when she heard Amos speaking t
Inside Sleepless City.The music and dazzling lights had ceased, and the people inside gradually dispersed, leaving the surroundings quiet. Mable sat on the man's lap, one hand resting on his shoulder, the other rubbing her head."Ugh."Her head was spinning, and she was feeling nauseous."Feeling unwell?"The man wrapped an arm around her waist, pinching her chin to make her look up at him. Mable's mood had plummeted to the extreme, and the man's action reminded her of Blair; he liked to pinch her chin.Mable's nose tingled, and instinctively, she raised her hand, slapping the man's hand away. "Don't touch me."The man's hand stiffened, dangerous glints flickering in his eyes behind the mask.He suddenly tightened his arm, firmly restraining Mable, who struggled to stand up in his embrace. "Don't want me to touch you? Then who will you allow to touch you? Howard? Or some other man?"Mable's sluggish mind slowly recalled that Howard, who had been with her for a long time j