Tracey had… Mable stared at Tracey in disbelief while clutching the towel in hand. She shook with rage. The maid said Arthur dropped Tracey home yesterday afternoon. That meant the hickeys all over her body were… Tracey and Arthur had… The sound of a door opening echoed through the living room. Blair had probably arrived. Mable buttoned Tracey’s pajamas up immediately and tucked her under the covers. Then, she took a deep breath to calm herself before walking out of the bedroom. Blair was taking off his shoes in the hallway. “You’re here.” Mable walked over with a smile. Blair extended both arms to pull her into his embrace. “How is Trace?” “She has a cold. She’s asleep after taking some medicine.” Blair nodded and went to the bedroom with Mable to check on Tracey. Tracey was restless. She was mumbling in her sleep like she was having night terrors. Mable leaned closer to listen, and she heard Arthur’s name. She nudged Blair. “Come on out. We should let her
Although Mable and Blair were divorced, the household help knew that the couple would eventually get back together because Blair loved her so. Hence, the bodyguards and maids watched on the sideline as Mable beat Arthur up like a punching bag. No one dared come forth and stop her. It did not take long before Arthur was beaten black and blue. Tired of swinging punches, Mable yanked Arthur’s collar up against the tree and warned him. “Stay away from Tracey if you don’t like her, Arthur!” Mable then tossed him aside. With his head down, Arthur wiped away the blood stain near his lips in silence. Mable went upstairs to pack Blair’s and her pajamas before driving away from Royal View Villa. On the way back to Orchid Heights, Mable stopped at a pharmacy to get some cold medicine. She returned to Orchid Heights and opened the door to find Blair sitting on the living room sofa. He held a tablet in front of him, probably going through some documents. “You’re back.” “Yeah.”
Tracey jolted up anxiously. “You beat Arthur up? Why? How is he?” Mable looked sternly at Tracey. “You should know why I hit him.” Tracey pouted unhappily. “You beat him up because he rejected my love. It’s—” Mable cut her off, her tone harsh. “I saw the marks on your body when I wiped you down last night.” Tracey froze and clutched her collar. “Mabes, I—” Mable held Tracey by the shoulders and asked earnestly, “Tell me, Tracey. Did one thing lead to another after drinking, or did he force you?” Tracey lowered her head. She sounded husky and lost. “Don’t get the wrong idea, Mabes. Arthur didn’t force me. We were drunk, and I don’t know how we…” Mable sighed to herself and asked, “Did he say anything about owning up to his actions?” Tracey abruptly picked her head up. Her eyes reflected solemnness. “Mabes, Arthur doesn’t like me. If I make him date me, he will hate me. That’s not the love I’m looking for. “Besides, I’m partly to be blamed for what happened. I know he
“What?” Anthony jolted to his feet. “Why haven’t I heard about it?” Robert said, “Um…” Anthony had done his homework on other bidding companies, but Jefferson Enterprise was not part of the competition. It seemed Mable had stopped the information from getting out. Before, Anthony would not have taken Jefferson Enterprise seriously. However, Mable’s presence at the bidding could be a game changer due to her relationship with Blair. After much thought, Anthony walked toward Mable. “Ms. Jefferson, I didn’t think your company would be interested in the project.” Mable glanced at Anthony indifferently. “The Jeffersons are always on the lookout for the next best thing.” Anthony narrowed his eyes, his smile chilling. “You might be up for disappointment. Fowler Enterprise has it in the bag.” Mable looked at the time. “We’ll see about that.” They had submitted their tender, and the results would be out in half an hour. Mable was not concerned at all. She knew Blair would n
Since Jefferson Enterprise won the tender for the northern suburbs project, Mable handled the remaining paperwork before meeting up with Blair.While on the way, Mable called Ralph to inform him of the news. At the other end of the line, Ralph remained in silence. “Grandpa, I held my end of the bargain. Now, it’s your turn.” Mable reminded her grandfather. Ralph said indifferently, “I underestimated Blair. However, Luke isn’t going to let this go.“Well, that’s none of my problem. I’m not interested in their family’s affairs. Mabes, from now on, I will stay out of your business with Blair.” “Thank you, Grandpa.” After hanging up, Mable let out a sigh of relief. Blair, Solomon, and their other buddies often gathered at Nox Club. Mable stepped out of the elevator and saw Blair waiting for her in the corridor. “There you are.” He approached her and took her hand. “Is everybody here?” Mable asked. Blair nodded and led her to the private room. Solomon, Tracey, Ky
Mable had a million questions running through her mind during dinner.When the dinner was almost over, Zoe excused herself to the ladies’ room. Mable took the opportunity to go, too. Mable stepped into the washroom and saw Zoe reapplying her lipstick at the wash basin. She let out a badass smile when Mable came in. Zoe must have been expecting Mable in the bathroom. Turning around, Zoe looked at Mables. With a smile, she said, “Long time no see, Mabes.” “Long time no see.” Mable nodded with a smile and went over to hug her. Zoe checked Mable out. “Come to think about it, it’s been more than three years since we last saw each other. You changed a lot.” “Really?” Mable grinned. “We’re not here to talk about me. How did you end up together with Kyle?” Zoe flashed her pearly whites. “I knew you would ask me. How should I put it? It’s a simple story. I fell in love with him, so I’m dating him now.” Mable frowned. Zoe was the most rational and blasé woman she had ever me
Blair’s question drained the color from Martha’s and Luke’s faces. Martha looked at Blair. “What’s the meaning of this, Blair?” Blair stared at the couple indifferently with a sarcastic smile. “Should I spell it out for you? I’m not your son. Anthony is, though.” Luke’s eyes widened. “H-How did you…” How did he know? Martha was quick to respond. “No, Blair. Don’t believe in rumors—” “Amos!” Blair cut her off.Amos, on standby outside, entered the house and handed a file to Blair. Blair took the file and tossed it on the desk. “Here’s our maternity test report and yours with Anthony. Do you want to take a look?” Dumbstruck, Martha gritted her teeth. It never occurred to her that Blair had run their DNA samples. Luke knew now that Blair had found out about his birth. Otherwise, he would not have confronted them with the DNA test results in hand. Luke clenched his fists. He should have known better than to underestimate Blair. Blair gave Luke a callous look, his
Blair looked back at Luke, his eyes dark and emotionless. He then cocked his head back and took strides away. “You thankless child!” Furious, Luke knocked the coffee table over with a kick. “Go. Leave and never come back! We’ll see how you’ll survive without the protection of the family, Blair!” Leaning against the wall on the second-floor stairwell, Anthony folded his arms and frowned. Blair’s approach to the matter was the last thing he had expected. It was hard to believe that Blair would cut ties with Luke and give away the privileges of being the heir to the family. That was not the outcome Anthony wanted. What was Blair trying to do? Did Blair not want to fight? Luke knew things would not be simple. …Blair left the Fowler Residence and went to the cemetery. He stood in front of his grandfather’s grave. His hands were by his sides, head down as he stared at the photo on the gravestone. “Grandpa, I finally understand why you encouraged me to build my own