“Black lilies!” Dumbstruck, Solomon grimaced and cursed, “What kind of prank is this? I can’t believe someone would send you that!” Kyle got an uneasy feeling just looking at the sinister black lilies. The symbolism of black lilies stood in stark contrast to that of white lilies.Black lilies represented death and a life of solitude. Blair stared at them, hiding his emotions behind his eyes. His expression was unreadable. He pulled out the paper under the bouquet and unfolded it. The contents of the letter drained color from his face and filled him with dread. Kyle and Solomon exchanged glances and approached Blair, reading the paper in his hand. “It’s a DNA test report.” Solomon was shocked. The report stated that the DNA samples belonged to Spike and Blair. The outcome showed that Blair was the biological father of Spike. Kyle looked angrily at the test results in Blair’s hand. “That must be a prank. How could Spike be your son—” Solomon took Kyle’s hand and
By the outdoor pool of a secluded villa in Monafett, a man in a bathrobe lounged on a beach chair, savoring a drink.On a phone call, the man chuckled. “Don’t test me, Blair. I will make it happen.” Anthony put down his drink and added impatiently, “I’m not in a rush for an answer. Just take your time. The decision is in your hands.” He then terminated the call. Anthony threw his phone onto the table and finished his drink in one gulp before chuckling away. He shook his head and mumbled to himself indifferently, “Such a shame.”Robert, who was with Anthony, asked in confusion, “What’s a shame, boss?” Anthony glanced at him in a good mood. “It’s a shame I can’t see the look on Blair’s face right now.” He had outsmarted Blair for once, so he wished he could be there to see Blair’s face. Anthony bet Blair had a colorful expression. Robert hesitated for a moment before asking, “Do you think Blair will call off the wedding, boss?” “He will!” Anthony would put his money
The moment Marissa returned to her room, she swept the glass from the table in a fit of fury, shattering it against the floor.Anthony sure thought he was all that to speak to her in such a manner. If she was Stephen’s passing fling, then what was he? Stephen’s godson? Ha! Since Anthony was not Stephen's biological son, Marissa doubted he held much significance to Stephen.Marissa vowed to give Anthony hell one of these days. Her bodyguard, Charlie, entered the room and glanced at the shattered glass on the ground. He said, “Why don’t you give Stephen a call, madam? He can call Master Anthony for a chat.” Marissa took a seat on the sofa and replied, “Do you think I don’t want to? I can’t contact Stephen because he’s busy right now.” Charlie frowned without a word. Marissa was furious at the thought that Mable was about to marry Blair. “Mable is a bitch. I will get my payback when I return to Ashdale and reclaim power over the family.” She had not forgotten about Bl
The next morning, all invited guests to Blair’s and Mable’s wedding received a cancellation notice at 8:00 AM. The whole of Richworth, including the paparazzi, looked forward to the wedding of the century, so people were shocked that the wedding was called off. Many speculated the reason for the cancellation. Paparazzi even waited outside Mair Manor, hoping to get firsthand information. The manor, which was supposed to be bustling with activity, stood eerily silent. Only maids and bodyguards remained there. The sun rose over the estate. Despite the romantic wedding décor adorning the manor, the air was filled with desolation. …Meanwhile, Mable was half-asleep thousands of miles in the air when she felt something over her eyes. It was a sleeping mask. She had no recollection of putting on a sleeping mask when she went to bed. Not thinking much about it, Mable pulled the sleeping mask away and was dumbfounded. Um… Where was she? “You’re up.” Hearing the noise, the
Mable hugged Blair by the neck and kissed him. “Thank you, darling.” “Mabes!” Blair held Mable tight as guilt consumed him. “But—” Mable looked at him and blinked. “I hope Tracey and the others won’t be mad that we elope. Did you tell Spike? He will be worried if he doesn’t see us in the morning.“One more thing. We invited many people to our wedding. What if they find the bride and groom missing at Mair Manor?” “Don’t worry. Trace and the others won’t be mad. She will explain to Spike. As for the guests, I have notified them. Relax.” Mabel nodded. She knew Blair would get his ducks in a row. There was nothing she should worry about. After freshening up on the flight, Mable had breakfast. She then put on makeup and changed her clothes. Blair took her wedding dress on the flight, too. Sitting next to Mable, Blair gleefully watched the woman apply blush to her cheeks. He lifted the lipstick from the vanity set and deftly unscrewed the cap. “I’ll apply the lipstic
Mable stared at the man she loved wholeheartedly, feeling her eyes welling up. It was great. They had been through a lot, but fortunately, she had him in the end. Mabel fixated on Blair and responded with never-before solemnity. “I do!” Her voice was resounding. The pastor then turned to Blair. “Mr. Blair Fowler, do you take Ms. Mable Jefferson to be your lawfully wedded wife? Do you promise—” Before the pastor could finish, Blair answered, “I do!” Blair took Mable’s hand and stared lovingly into her eyes. “I take Ms. Mable Jefferson to be my lawfully wedded wife. I promise to love and cherish her, in good times and in bad, in sickness and in health, for richer and for poorer, for better and for worse, for so long as we both shall live.” Mable felt a lump in her throat as moving tears streamed down her cheeks. Blair then said, “Blair and Mable forever and ever, till death do their part.” Mable cried harder. She looked at the man and saw her reflection in his spark
With Blair staring intently at her, Mable felt her face. “Why are you staring at me, darling? Is there something on my face?” Blair clutched her chin and pecked her lips. “No flower is better looking than you.” Mable chuckled. The mention of flowers reminded her of her wedding bouquet. “We should find a nice box to put away my bouquet. I want to deliver the flowers back to Tracey.” Mable hoped Tracey and Arthur could take their relationship to the next level. Blair nodded. “Alright. Trace will be happy to receive the flowers.” Mable was struck by a thought. “That reminds me. Can we go scuba diving here? If so, let’s do it later.” “We can, but…” Mable looked up and asked, “But what?” Blair inched closer to Mable. “Won’t it be a waste to go scuba diving on our wedding night? Maybe you want to try to do it under the water—” Turning red in the face, Mable covered Blair’s mouth. “It didn’t cross my mind…” Blair took Mable’s hand and planted a kiss on her palm. He then
“Clink!” The wine glasses tinkled with a pleasant and resonant sound.Mable stared at Blair and smiled. She said cheekily, “I leave the rest of my life in your hands, Mr. Fowler.” Blair responded tenderly, “I leave the rest of my life in your hands, Mrs. Fowler.” The flickering candlelight and intoxicating wine created an atmosphere of warmth and romance.After dinner, Blair lit the candles on the birthday cake and looked at Mable. “Make a wish, Mabes.” Mable felt warm and cozy inside when she saw the words written on the cake. He wrote, “Happy birthday to my wife, Mabes.” She closed her eyes and pressed her palms together while making a wish. Blair stared at Mable affectionately. If possible, he wanted time to stop in that perfect moment forever. A while later, Mable opened her eyes and blew out the candles. Blair held her and kissed her lips. “Happy birthday, Mabes.” “What did you wish for?” Blair asked. Mable blinked with a smile. “It won’t come true if I tel