Mable put away the needle between her fingers with a smirk. It would not do her any good to kill Anthony. She needed him to lure out the buyer of Formula 73.With Mable putting away the weapon, Anthony felt his neck. His skin was pierced through and bleeding, but the wound was not fatal. Anthony looked at Mable. “It’s a shame, though. You have the skills to be a doctor.” “It won’t end so easily next time if you set me up again,” Mable warned. Anthony realized now that Mable was angry because he tricked her into talking in the garden when Blair was listening. He spread his arms and said cheekily, “I was only helping you to be straight with Blair so he would stop pestering you.” Mable looked out the car window without a word. In fact, she knew Blair was behind her. Mable knew the moment he got close to them. She forced herself to hurt him with words. However, by doing so, she was hurting, too. After tonight, Blair would stop liking her. Mable closed her eyes and sho
Sitting on the sofa, Mable listened to Anthony on the phone and gathered her thoughts on the situation. All she did was bring the drug up to Anthony, and he called to warn the other party right away. It appeared Anthony and the other person were working closely together. Rahman mentioned that Anthony had wired a large sum to a mystery bank account. The money must have been to purchase the drug. However, from their phone conversation, Anthony had not acquired the drug yet. Anthony’s phone call would put the person on high alert. Mable knew she had to work fast. She turned on her computer to hack into Anthony’s phone. She wanted to know the number he had dialed. However, Anthony’s phone was secured with an encryption program. Mable tried twice but could not hack past the security. She had to figure out a different way. Once the phone conversation with the drug seller was over, Anthony dialed another number. This time, he spoke in a language local to Monafett. Anthony
Mable suddenly stopped struggling and looked up at Blair. “Even if I take everything back, would you believe that whatever I said was false? Blair, when did you start to lie to yourself? Maybe you really love me—Mmph!” Before she could finish talking, Blair pushed her up against the wall and sealed her lips with his. Blair clutched her chin and ravished her lips violently. Only by doing so could he stop her from riling him up with words. He kissed her roughly, biting her lip until they tingled. It was as if he was punishing her, refusing to let her escape.“Umm, hmph, ugh, mmph!” Mable glared at Blair angrily. At this rate, she might lose herself in the kiss. His cold hand somehow ended up on her hip. Mable shuddered, going weak on her knees. Blair wrapped his arm around Mable’s thin waist, pulling her body close to his. “You’re stubborn, but at least your body is honest. You’ve been a bad girl, Mabes.” Gritting her teeth, Mable steeled herself and slammed her palm o
Seeing Blair’s reaction, Solomon and Kyle exchanged looks and got the message. Blair’s outburst had something to do with Mable. Now was not the time to involve her. Otherwise, Blair might have a worse outburst. Solomon wished things were different. Blair and Mable were fine not too long ago. Why was there trouble in paradise out of the blue? It must have been a huge deal since Blair was furious. Maybe Mable cheated on Blair. Lost in his thoughts, Solomon took a punch in the gut. It hurt so bad that Solomon cursed Mable out in his mind. She was something else to piss Blair off. Blair could easily fight two on his own. He had no problems with fighting, especially during his manic episodes. Solomon and Kyle were no match for Blair even when teamed up. It did not take long before they were beaten black and blue. Solomon swore under his breath and looked at Kyle. “This isn’t working.” Kyle evaded Blair’s punch and turned toward Aunt Grace, who kept her distance from t
Anthony said he wanted to buy Mable lunch today when he dropped her home last night. “Alright. I’ll pick you up.” Anthony sounded pleased. “It’s okay. Just text me the address of the restaurant. I’ll make my way over.” “Okay.” After the phone call, Anthony took less than five minutes to send a text over. Mable put on some makeup, picked a random outfit, and fed 23 before setting out. Anthony and Mable arrived around the same time at the chosen restaurant. She was speechless to see Anthony holding a bouquet of champagne roses. “Flowers for the pretty lady.” Anthony presented the champagne roses to her. “I don’t like them.” Mable did not accept the flowers. She promised Blair he was the only person she would accept roses from. A person who once owned a garden of roses would not think a bouquet of roses was good enough. Anthony lamented as he handed the flowers to his assistant. “Really? What do you like? I’ll make sure to get your favorite flowers next time.”
As Mable yelled, the two masked men pulled the trigger. Mable bolted over and pulled away the woman closest to her. They rolled onto the ground, evading the incoming bullets in a near escape. “Get up, quick!” Without stopping to think, Mable tried to help the woman up when someone put a gun to her head. “Don’t move!” The woman next to Mable turned white as a sheet as she fell onto the ground and passed out. Mable looked up and coldly met the eyes of the armed robber. “Get inside!” With a gun stuck to her head, the robber pushed Mable into the bank. She saw another five to six armed robbers in the bank. Mable had to sit tight since there were many innocent people involved. The robber pushed Mable, whose hands were up in the air, into the bank. “Hands over your head, and on your knees!” Mable obeyed the instructions and glanced at the scared others. She took a quick assessment of the situation in the hall. There were seven robbers, all of them armed. Two were
Someone shouted on the outside, “Take it easy. We are working on getting everything you asked for.” The leader of the robbers scoffed and fired a shot at the bank manager’s leg. “Agh!” The bank manager shrieked in pain and collapsed to the ground. The hostages on the ground were terrified. The leader of the robbers put a gun to Mable’s head and looked at the cops outside arrogantly. “Give me that bull crap, and I’ll kill another.” Mable tensed her jawline. These robbers were not ordinary people. Not only were they always a step ahead of the authorities, but they were not intimidated by the police presence. Most importantly, they were bloodthirsty. If Mable’s guess was correct, these people had blood on their hands before. “Stop screaming. Shut up!” One of the robbers kicked the injured bank manager. Mable glanced at the bank manager and said, “I’m a doctor. Let me tend to his wound, or he’ll bleed out.” “A doctor?” The leader of the robbers looked at Mable and
It was 10:00 PM at Lindars Castle. Fasier experienced a drop in temperature lately, with rain pouring down for days. Spike was sick again. The boy took his medicine and lay in bed at night. Spike looked at the photo of him and his mother on the phone, missing her so much. Spike missed his mother and wondered what she was doing now. It must be the afternoon in Dorland. Spike looked at his mother’s photo in hesitation. In the end, the longing was too strong, so he opened his contact list. He turned off the lights and snuck under the sheets before dialing the number. Spike listened to the ringing while holding his breath nervously. Ring, ring, ring—The call finally connected. Spike was on tenterhooks. For some reason, there was no sound on the other end of the line. Why was his mother not talking? It took a while before a strange man’s voice came on the call. “Hey? Hello?” Spike was taken aback. Who was the guy? Why was his mother’s phone with him? “Hello?