Everyone at the table looked at Blair. Although Luke was the head of the family, Blair had the final say regarding the company. As the eldest son of the Fowlers, Blair had 20% of the shares. When Old Master Fowler passed away, he gave 15% of his shares to Blair and 5% to Tracey. Later, Tracey gave her 5% of shares to Blair. Adding on to the loose shares he recovered throughout the years, Blair held a total of 46% of the company’s shares. On the other hand, Luke only had 20% of the company’s shares. Although he did not have half of what Blair owned, he was still the company’s second-largest shareholder. The crowd looked at Anthony and Blair. Blair sat and looked indifferently at Anthony and asked, “Dad, you want him to join the company?” “Mm. I’m getting old and don’t want to manage the company’s affairs anymore. You’re too busy on your own as well, and I don’t want to overwork yourself. With Anthony helping you, you brothers can work together to make the company better.”
Blair tensed up and waited for Anthony to continue. “There’s no harm in telling you,” Anthony said. He chuckled softly and explained, “Coincidentally, Isaac and I know each other. As it happens, he also knows about my relationship with you. Your people cornered him, so he had no choice but to come to me for help. “I never do businesses that result in loss. If Isaac wanted me to save him, he had to give me something valuable in exchange. Hence, that video.” Anthony looked up at Blair. “I always thought someone like you would never have someone you truly like. I didn’t think you’d fall for Mable.” “Anthony, if you make a move on Mable, I’ll make you regret coming into this world!” Blair stared at him and warmed him coldly. Anthony shook his head. “Blair, it’s not good for you to value her so much.” Blair understood what he meant. If he valued Mable, it would mean exposing his weakness. After all, he was surrounded by danger. Whether it was within the Fowlers or abroad,
The night was dark. Many people were drinking inside the house. In the garden outside, the wind was howling as if there was going to be a downpour. Anthony staggered to his feet and smiled wickedly. He stared sinisterly at Blair. “I might as well tell you.” Anthony continued in a low voice, “Mom treats me better than she treats you because I’m her biological son. As for you…” He paused for a while, then pointed at Blair. “You’re nothing more than an illegitimate child whose birth mother is unknown!” Blair was shocked. Anthony’s words struck him hard. The anger buried in his heart exploded! “Now you know why Mom treats me better.” As soon as Anthony finished, Blair darted forward and grabbed his collar. “Nonsense!” Anthony especially liked seeing him angry, so he smiled even brighter and said, “Ha, you don’t believe me? It’s fine. Find a chance to do a DNA—” Before he could finish, Blair punched his face hard. Anthony did not fight back. He smiled even wider
Martha was so mad that she trembled. “You rebellious son! Are you going to hurt me too?!” Luke walked over and glared at Blair. “Blair, let go!” Not only did Blair not let go, he also increased the force of his grip. Martha turned pale and said, “Ouch, my hand is going to break…” Tracey was the first to notice that Blair was a little off. His emotions seemed out of control. “Blair, Blair, let go first…” She tapped Blair’s hand but was pushed away with force. At this moment, Anthony stood up and said, “Mom, Dad, Blair’s mental illness seems to be kicking in…” Stunned, Tracey turned pale. By this time, the guests had heard the commotion and came outside. They were dumbfounded when they heard what Anthony said. “What? Master Blair is mentally ill?” “H-how could that be? Doesn’t he usually look fine?” “He looks scary now, though. He does seem to be mentally ill…” Tracey turned to yell at Anthony, “Anthony, what nonsense are you talking about?!” Luke stared at Bl
The Fowler Residence. Tracey knew she could not take Blair away on her own, so she called Solomon at the first opportunity. Luke stood in the distance. His gaze darkened as he watched Blair knock down the bodyguards. He raised his hand, and a bodyguard went forward. After saying something to the bodyguard, the bodyguard nodded and turned to go inside the house. Before long, the bodyguard came out with a sniper rifle. He aimed it at Blair. Tracey’s eyes widened. She cried, “Dad, don’t!” ‘What are they trying to do? Kill Blair? ‘How could he be so ruthless?!’ Tracey wanted to go up to stop the bodyguard but was pulled back by two others. She could not get close. Before the bodyguard could pull the trigger on the tranquilizer gun, a gunshot was heard. It was Solomon. He had come with some men. Solomon swarmed in with the bodyguards he brought and quickly beat up the Fowlers’ bodyguards so much that they could not get up. “Mr. Fowler, I advise you not to act ras
“Nothing. I’m just making him go to sleep for a while,” Mable answered. Tracey ran over and said, “Let’s leave first.” Luke wanted to stop them. However, Solomon brought too many people, and the villa’s bodyguards were also injured. He watched as they took Blair away. He was so mad that he kicked the living room’s coffee table over. “That bastard!” ‘Did he cause trouble on my birthday on purpose to piss me off?’ “How’s Anthony?” Luke asked the housekeeper. “The doctor is still checking on him upstairs.” When Luke went upstairs and entered the bedroom, he saw his wife weeping at the bedside. “Luke, where’s Blair?” Luke responded coldly, “Solomon and Mable took him away.” Martha squeezed her handkerchief hard and said, “Luke, you mustn’t let that brute go. Look at how he hurt Anthony?” She was heartbroken as she looked at Anthony, whose hand was bandaged and face was swollen. He was also being given a drip at the moment. Luke looked at Anthony and said, “I won’t
Mable and Solomon sent Blair back to the Royal View Villa. After helping him back to his room, Mable removed the silver needle on his head. “He’ll wake up after some time.” Mable stared at the bloodstain on Blair’s hands and body. She asked Tracey with a frown, “Isn’t your dad’s birthday today? Why did he get into a fight?” Tracey stared at her feet and avoided eye contact with her. “I don’t know what happened either. In any case, Blair hurt Anthony, so my dad asked the bodyguards to seize him.” Mable treated Blair’s wounds and asked, “Why did Blair lose control?” Tracey bit her lower lip and answered, “...I don’t know.” Solomon looked at her and did not say anything. Mable stopped asking. She gave Blair a checkup after treating his wounds and was only relieved after confirming he did not have other injuries. Even though Blair was unconscious at the moment, he was not sleeping well. He was frowning hard, and his muscles were tensed up. It did not seem right. Mable
Heavy rain pattered on the window. Mable got out of bed to close the window. All of a sudden, she saw someone standing in the garden downstairs. She rubbed her eyes and saw that it was Blair, who should be lying in bed. ‘When did he wake up? ‘Why is he standing in the rain?’ Amos stood not far from Blair with an umbrella. He wanted to shield Blair from the rain but was pushed away with force. “Get lost!” Blair sounded like a trapped beast roaring. He stood in the rain and clenched his fists. The gauze around the backs of his hands was wet from the rain, and blood was seeping through. “Boom!” Thunder roared. Mable quickly ran downstairs and into the rain without an umbrella. “Ms. Jefferson!” Amos wanted to hand her the umbrella, but she did not take it and ran straight to Blair. Blair suddenly plopped to the ground on his knees and yelled at the sky, “Ah!” Mable stopped and stood behind him without a sound. For some reason, he looked very sad at the moment.