Beatrice listened to her dad yell, and her body turned cold. Her legs went weak, and she knelt on the ground with a thud. “Blair, I’m so sorry… I’m sorry, I was wrong…” Blair did not give her a chance to plead for mercy. He directly dialed the intercom and had security take her away. Afterward, Amos walked in. “Master Blair, Ms. Jefferson left.” As Blair ran out, Mable entered the elevator. He frowned and picked up his phone to call her. However, he was redirected to the voicemail as she was on a call. … Mable left Fowler Enterprise and called Ethan to meet up. Ethan handed her a folder when she arrived at the agreed-upon cafe. “I made a fake blood test report of a healthy person and switched yours with it. No one noticed.” Mable took the document. “Thanks.” “You’re welcome.” Ethan adjusted his glasses and looked at the document in her hand. “Professor Jefferson, I looked at your report when I switched it.” Mable knew he would definitely have seen the conten
Rahman yawned. “What’s so urgent?” Mable told him briefly about the matter. Rahman fell silent after hearing what she said. He sounded serious as he said, “I don’t know anything about this. I didn’t do it!” Mable frowned. Who could it be if it was not Rahman? “Mabes, didn’t you say last time that that thing hasn’t flared up in two years? Why did it flare up so badly this time?” Compared to whoever switched her blood test report, he was more concerned about Mable’s condition. Mable pinched the spot between her eyebrows. “Maybe I’ve been too tired lately.” She also could not figure out why it suddenly reappeared last night. Moreover, it was so violent, leaving her completely defenseless. Rahman said, “Mabes, you must learn to control your emotions.” The attack was largely related to one’s emotions. The greater one’s mood swings, the easier it was for an attack to happen. “Mm.” Mable paused and asked. “Any news on Frank?” “We’re still checking, but there’s no n
It was Luke who called, asking Blair to go home immediately. “Let’s just talk on the phone.” After all, Blair did not want to go back. Ever since his grandpa passed away, he only returned to the Fowler Residence during Christmas. Just like Mable, he did not have a good feeling about that place. “Did you break off our collaboration with Stanton Enterprise?! Who allowed you to do that, huh?!” Luke was furious. The Fowlers and the Stantons had been friends for decades and cooperated frequently in the business industry. Beatrice was even Luke’s favored candidate for a daughter-in-law. With what he did, Blair was simply disrespecting the Stantons. What was worse was that the other companies cooperating with Fowler Enterprise also stopped working with Stanton Enterprise after learning that Blair broke off the collaboration with Stanton Enterprise. In just a day, Stanton Enterprise was in jeopardy. Blair asked coldly, “Do I need to ask for permission?” Luke was so mad that h
“Wow! I captured it really well!” Mable and Blair glanced at the kitchen door at the same time to find Tracey holding her phone with a big smile on her face. “Blair, Mabes, doesn’t this look heartwarming?” Tracey ran in with her phone. Blair looked at it and said, “It’s quite good. Send it to me.” Mable immediately pushed him away and glared at Tracey. “Tracey, do you still want dinner?!” “Yes, yes! Of course! I’ll help you wash the vegetables!” Tracey quickly sent the photo to Blair and did as she said. … While Tracey did not know how to cook, she was good at helping. Soon, she was done with the preparations. An hour later, dinner was served. Blair looked at the mouthwatering dishes and suddenly remembered Mable’s words last night. There was a time last year when Mable would prepare three meals for him almost every day. She would send an exquisite lunch box to the company and prepare a sumptuous dinner in the evening, waiting for him to come home. However, he
After Blair washed the dishes, he also cut some fruits. In the living room, Mable and Tracey were engrossed in playing a game. When Mable was suddenly fed with a piece of watermelon, she ate it without thinking. It was cold and quenched her thirst. She turned to find Blair sitting beside her with a fork. He asked gently, “Is it good?” Mable shifted to the side and answered, “...Not bad.” Blair took another piece of watermelon with the fork and fed it to her. “Have another one.” Mable was not used to being treated so gently by him. “I’ll do it myself— Mm...” The cold and delicious watermelon was fed to her mouth. Tracey stopped playing the game when she saw them. She wailed, “Can you have some love and care for a single woman like me?” She was blinded by their public display of affection. Blair looked askance at her. She was an eyesore for him at the moment. “Are you not going home?” “Yes, I’m going back now.” Tracey put down the gamepad and prepared to leave.
Tracey walked to the door and suddenly remembered something. She stopped and turned around. “Is there something else?” Blair looked at her. Tracey said, “I had dinner with Solomon yesterday. He asked me to remind you that it’s time for a body checkup.” Blair was stunned. He had been so busy lately that he had forgotten about it. “You know your condition…” “What’s there to be afraid of? I’m only twenty-eight this year.” Blair put out the cigarette in his hand and sounded indifferent. Tracey frowned. “That doesn’t mean you shouldn’t pay attention to it.” “Got it.” Blair lit another cigarette after Tracey left. After sitting in the study for a while, he went downstairs. Mable was already taking a walk in the garden. Mable asked him, “What did you and Tracey talk about earlier? She had a big smile on her face when she left.” Blair held her hand and answered after some thought, “Her crush is coming back.” “Crush?” Mable had known Tracey for so long but had never he
Amos looked at Mable from behind and was dumbfounded for a long time. “Master Blair, was that… Ms. Jefferson? When did she become so amazing? A medical professor at such a young age? Is she a genius?!” Blair smiled proudly. “As expected of my wife.” Amos was speechless.‘Master Blair, have you forgotten that you’re divorced?’ … In the dean’s office. Zachary looked at Blair’s various test reports with a frown on his face. “Master Blair, have you been working too much lately and are under too much pressure? Quite a few of the numbers on your reports are on the high side. How’s your sleep and appetite lately?” Blair pinched the spot between his eyebrows. “My appetite is fine, but I’ve been a little… insomniac.” He hardly had insomnia in the past. However, when Mable ran away to Ashdale, he did not sleep for three days just to look for her. Since then, he began to suffer from insomnia. Zachary asked again after some thought, “What about your mental state? Do you tend
This was an exclusive private room. The interior was lavish, and the floor-to-ceiling windows offered a panoramic view of Richworth at night. When Blair brought Mable inside, Solomon and Kyle were already there. Kyle looked at the two of them walking hand in hand. He put out his cigarette and said, “Hey.” They had all met before, so Mable was not reserved. She nodded and greeted them before taking a seat. Solomon whistled loudly and looked meaningfully at them. “Master Blair, when are you two remarrying?” Mable cast a cold look at him. “Who told you we’re going to remarry?!” Solomon twitched his mouth. ‘Weren’t you holding hands? Are you not back together?’ Blair glanced at him and held Mable’s hand again. “I’m still pursuing Mable.” He had not gotten her yet, so the remarriage would have to wait. Kyle looked playfully at him. “I met Mr. Morse two days ago. He seems to still have feelings for Ms. Jefferson.” ‘Mr. Morse?’ Mable asked after some thought, “Howard Mor