Mable had become worn out lately after caring for Spike. Blair had delegated most of the tasks to Amos and Solomon, allowing him to focus on being at home with Mable and Spike.Blair and Mable took a walk in the garden one evening with their two children after dinner. Nicki was holding a basket of roses and helping Spike trim some flowers to preserve them as everlasting ones.The family of four stood in the garden, creating a warm and harmonious atmosphere. Blair held Mable's slightly cool hand and placed it inside his coat pocket. He looked at her with a hesitant expression.Mable looked back at Blair and asked, "Why have you been looking so worried lately? Is there something wrong?"Blair tightened his arm around her and spoke cautiously, "Mabes, there's something I've been keeping from you."Mable raised an eyebrow. "What is it?"Blair held her face gently, and his voice trembled slightly. "It's something very important, and I haven't had the courage to tell you."Mable w
The incoming call displayed an unknown number. Mable answered the phone. "Hello?" However, no sound came from the other end of the line. She glanced at her phone, noticing the call was still connected. She raised her voice to say again, "Hello?""It's me, Mable."A deep, male voice came through the phone.Mable's back stiffened."Anthony!"How dare he call her!Anthony chuckled softly. The fact that Mable had called his name so readily put him in a good mood. He inquired, "Mable, how have you been lately?""Thanks to you, I've been just fine."Mable's voice was cold. She might have mistaken this call as genuine if she did not know about the things he had done. "I heard your son was ill not too long ago. Is he doing better now?"Mable's expression darkened, and she asked sharply, "Who told you?"‘Wasn’t he supposed to be abroad? How did he know about our situation so well?’ She thought.Anthony leisurely replied, "It doesn't matter who told me. What's important is t
Mable drove away from the villa on her own. She arrived at the club in less than an hour, where Anthony had first invited her to meet.When she got out of the car, a servant approached her with extreme politeness. "Miss Jefferson, please."Mable looked at him and asked coldly, "Where's Anthony?""He's inside."Mable entered the club, and the servant led her to the top floor in an elevator.The top floor on this autumn night was chilly, with a strong breeze blowing.After escorting Mable to the top floor, the servant left.Mable looked around the empty rooftop. She was about to call Anthony when suddenly, the surroundings lit up.The rooftop had been decorated. There was a long table in the center with exquisite pastries, red wine, and a bouquet of red roses. Tiny fairy lights adorned the area, creating a starry atmosphere resembling a romantic date setup.Mable stared at the scene in bewilderment, feeling somewhat dazed. The soft lighting, flowers, and wine looked like a
In the quiet suburbs of Richworth, a Maybach Landaulet lay concealed beneath the shade of a tree at the roadside, its dark silhouette blending mysteriously with the night.The car’s display screen showed the live surveillance footage of a villa.A dozen armed men in black barged into the villa, and a fierce battle ensued. Twenty minutes later, the whirling blades of a chopper penetrated the air, and the men in black retreated to the rooftop. They brought along Marissa, whom they had rescued from the basement, into the aircraft. Blair watched the surveillance video with a wicked smirk. Not too long later, the door to the car opened. Solomon got into the car. “Marissa was rescued.” Blair turned to him with a frown. “Are you hurt?” His arm was bleeding.“It’s a minor injury. No biggie.” Sitting in the front passenger seat, Amos quickly retrieved the first-aid kit to bandage Solomon’s wound. Blair asked, “What’s the situation in the villa?” Solomon replied, “Anthony se
Tensing his jawline, Blair furiously typed on his keyboard with a grim expression and a bone-chilling aura.Less than five minutes later, Blair locked on the coordinates of the car Mable took. “Drive. We’re heading to the International Tower on Draig Road.” … Amid the biting chill of the night air, a light flickered on the top floor of the International Tower.Mable stared at Anthony, her hands clenched by her sides. She did not move an inch. The howling wind broke the silence in the night. A while later, Mable drew a deep breath and said, “Who is that man?” Anthony met Mable’s gaze with composure. He smiled gracefully. “You’re an intelligent woman, Mable. I’m sure you’d have guessed it.” Mable’s eyes flickered. “What are you trying to say?” “Has it not occurred to you why Blair’s hematopoietic stem cell is a match for your son? Do you believe the world is filled with such coincidences? Six years ago, you had an incident in Santaviz. Six years ago, Blair spent some
Mable looked at the file in front of her and asked solemnly, “What is this?” Anthony stood up and grabbed the red wine on the table to pour himself a drink. He leaned against the table. “It’s Blair and your son’s DNA test results.” Mable chuckled but did not reach out to take the file. “It doesn’t take a lot to fabricate a report.” Anthony drew close and took the file from Robert. “That’s true, but there is one thing that can’t be fabricated, and that’s the Fowlers’ hereditary illness.” As her heart sank. Mable turned pale when a thought came into her mind. Anthony tossed the file onto the table and swirled his glass before uttering indifferently, “Has your son been experiencing a high fever lately? I’m sure you couldn’t figure out why. Then, it took five days before he got better on his own.” Mable looked at Anthony in disbelief. “How... do you know?” “I know because Blair experienced the same thing as a child.” Anthony dropped his head and uttered with a smile, “Thos
If Blair had learned the truth about everything, he would have told Mable right from the start. He said he would not hide anything from her. However… She had been shown proof. Mable stopped herself from going down the rabbit hole. Hot with emotions, she turned to Anthony and said, “I won’t fall for it, Anthony!” The smile on Anthony’s face faded, replaced by a glum. “You disappoint me, Mable.“I was feeling happy tonight, but you had to make me angry.” Just then, Robert got a call. Robert stayed on the line for a bit before hanging up. He then gave Anthony a nod. Anthony nodded back, and a smile appeared on his face again. “What’s good about Blair anyway, Mable? You trust and love him. Will you finally look in my direction if he dies?” Mable felt a chill up her spine. “What are you trying to do, Anthony?” Anthony looked up at the sky. A rumbling noise soon followed. Mable turned her head to the source of the noise. It was an aircraft. As the helicopter dr
Mable was so quick at drawing her gun that neither Anthony nor his bodyguards had time to defend themselves. Following a gunshot, Anthony collapsed. “Boss!” Robert and two bodyguards rushed ahead and pointed their guns at Mable. Mable lunged to the nearby table, keeping her body down to avoid the incoming bullets. Anthony held his bleeding chest and grabbed Robert’s raised gun. He said ruthlessly, “I want her alive.” Since Anthony put out an order, his security team stopped firing. “Hang in there, Boss!” Robert applied pressure to Anthony’s chest in a fluster. As color drained from Anthony’s face, Robert knew things were not looking good. “Bring the car around. We’re going to the hospital—” Before Robert could finish, a bodyguard dashed out of the stairwell and shouted, “We’re surrounded, boss!” “It’s Blair’s men!” Robert grimaced. “What?” Blair should be in the suburbs now. How did he manage to get here so quickly? Suddenly, a round of firing came from downst