The Fowler Residence. At this moment, Luke’s trusted confidant, Thomas, was being held at gunpoint by Solomon. The villa’s bodyguards gathered around when they saw this, but no one dared to make a move. After receiving Blair’s call, Solomon aimed at Thomas’ right wrist without hesitation. Swoosh!Swoosh!Swoosh!The silenced pistol shot three bullets in succession, hitting the same place. Thomas screamed miserably and fell to his knees, covering his bleeding wrist. Inside the house. Blair looked coldly at Luke. “I’m crippling one of Thomas’ hands today as a warning. I won’t let anyone who tries to harm Mable go, no matter who it is!” “Blair!” Luke became agitated. His good son had his trusted confidant shot for a woman. Would that not mean he would also be at odds with him in the future? He would not allow it! “Very well! You dare to threaten me now!” Amongst Luke’s three sons, Blair was the eldest and the most capable. Within five years of taking over
Mable immediately changed her clothes and rushed to the hospital. Once there, she first looked at the patient’s case for the past two days before heading to the ward with Ethan. Mable was about to examine the patient when a woman standing by the bed rushed up to stop her. “Ethan, is this the professor you were talking about?”Hannah pointed at Mable with distrust. Ethan nodded and introduced, “Yes, this is Professor Mable Jefferson. The main surgeon who operated on Jacob.” “Her? What a joke!” Hannah put her hands on her waist. She was angry and anxious. Doctors who became professors were at least 40 years old. Mable looked about the same age as her, so how good could her medical skills be? Hannah pointed at Mable, so angry that her face turned red. “Ethan, how could you let someone so young operate on Jacob?!” “Hannah, shut up!” The man on the bed suddenly spoke hoarsely. “Jacob, you’re awake.” Hannah quickly walked to the bedside with concern. As the surgery was
Mable got out of the car halfway and took a new Uber, changing her route. She initially wanted to lead the other party to a quiet place so that she could catch them and ask what they wanted. Nevertheless, the black SUV did not follow her for too long this time. Suddenly, they turned around and left. Mable secretly noted down the license plate, planning to look into it at night. Due to the little interlude, she arrived at the fondue restaurant a few minutes late. Tracey sent her a message saying she had arrived and was on the second floor by the window. However, when Mable went upstairs, Tracey was nowhere to be seen. Instead, Blair was sitting by the window. He wore a black suit and looked extremely reserved. He seemed out of place with the atmosphere in the fondue restaurant. “Wow, that guy is so handsome. He’s simply top-notch. I wonder if he has a girlfriend!” “I can’t. He’s too attractive. I want to get his number.” “What if he has a girlfriend? Ah, I shouldn’t ov
Blair added Mable’s favorite, potatoes, to the pot. “It’s rare that you take food for me. I can’t bear to say no.” Mable was so angry that she laughed. Then, she asked, “Will you eat poison if I feed it to you?” Blair put down his chopsticks and looked seriously at her. “Mabes, can you bear to do that?” Mable was dumbfounded.‘Isn’t the answer obvious?!’ She would rather eat poison herself than let him get hurt. Blair stared at her with a big smile. Mable was so worried when he ate a little of something he was allergic to. It seemed she was not completely unfeeling toward him. Worried, Mable asked someone to buy a box of antihistamines from a nearby drugstore for her. The medicine arrived after they finished eating. Mable was only relieved after Blair took the medicine. When they returned home after dinner, Mable saw many gardeners working on the landscaping. “Are they planting something?” Mable asked. “Osmanthus, sunflowers, and strawberries.” Tracey said th
29 Massey Road. It was an abandoned workshop factory without many people around. Two large men in undershirts lifted the kidnapped woman from the car and threw her on the ground. “Behave well, or I’ll kill you with one shot!” Tracey had not encountered a scenario like this before. She was too scared to speak. When she was kidnapped by Henry, she was not afraid because she knew he would not harm her. This time, it was different. The few people who broke into her house were armed. It was clear they were not ordinary kidnappers. “Boss, she’s here,” a blonde man said. Only then did Tracey notice another car parked beside them. The car door opened, and a woman in a red dress stepped down. Tracey widened her eyes when she saw her. “Mmm!!!” ‘Beatrice! ‘What does this evil woman want?!’ Beatrice walked up to Tracey and looked hatefully at her with an air of superiority. “Tracey, don’t blame me for being cruel. Instead, blame Mable for being too sharp. You’re jus
Beatrice looked at Tracey and laughed out loud. Mable and Tracey were extremely close. If she came and saw that Tracey had been raped, one could imagine how she would look. Beatrice stood up straight and clapped her hands. “Go on.” The big man rubbed his hands and carried Tracey up. Then, he threw her onto the foam mattress on the side. The blonde man handed his gun to his accomplice and also walked over. Tracey struggled desperately. The rope on her wrist made her bleed. “Don’t. Please let me go. You can have as much money as you want. Please… “...Don’t come any closer. Help! Help!” The blonde man untied the rope on Tracey’s hand and ripped her jacket off in one smooth motion. “Nobody is here. No matter how much you scream, no one will come to save you.” The big man touched Tracey’s face. “Be good and enjoy yourself. We promise to make it pleasurable.” Tracey simply wanted to throw up. She struggled desperately. “Beatrice, make them stop! Stop! Don’t...” That said,
Blair was working in the study when he suddenly heard the start of a sports car engine coming from outside.He looked out the window and saw that it was Mable. ‘Where is she going at this hour?’ Blair was worried, so he immediately went downstairs to follow her with his men. Seeing as she ran several red lights along the way, he had a bad feeling about it. Mable was driving too fast. Even though Blair chased her closely from behind, he still arrived a few minutes later. When Blair arrived, he heard Tracey’s cries from the abandoned workshop. “Mabes, that’s enough! Stop hitting! Mabes!” Blair’s heart tightened, and he rushed in quickly. In the empty workshop, Mable was squatting beside a blonde man. Without a word, she grabbed his collar with one hand and punched his face with the other. Bam!Bam!One punch after another. Mable repeated her movements like a robot. Her eyes were hollow, and she was expressionless. She struck harder and harder with each punch. The
After hearing the doctor’s diagnosis, Blair finally relaxed before worrying again.“When will she wake up?” “Um… Ms. Jefferson is having an excessive stress reaction caused by a strong stimulus. She’ll likely stay unconscious until tomorrow afternoon and awake sometime after.” Blair nodded and signaled the doctors to leave. Once the doctors and nurses left, Blair and Mable were the only ones left in the bedroom. “Mabes.” Blair painfully held up Mable’s injured hand and planted a kiss on her fingers. Amos gently knocked on the door before entering the room. “Master Blair.” “How’s Tracey?” Blair asked. “I’m fine.” Tracey walked in. The doctor had told her to get some rest, but she was too worried about Mable. If Mable had not arrived in time, she might have been… Tracey looked at Mable’s bandaged hand and asked, “How’s Mabes?” “The doctor said she’s suffering from an excessive stress reaction from being stimulated and will be asleep for a while.” Tracey lower