Semua Bab Master Blair's Fiery Pursuit: Bab 1341 - Bab 1350

Tracey sneered sarcastically, “Heh, your Mr. Muller would plot against his sister. What makes you think he wouldn’t do it to his nephew?” Jeremiah’s assistant did not respond. Meanwhile, inside the car. Jeremiah addressed Spike with concern in his eyes, “How have you been holding up lately?” Spike looked up at him with a cool look in his eyes before stating, “I just lost my father. How well did you think I could possibly be doing?” Jeremiah felt himself stiffening up. Spike's words pierced into his heart like a sharp needle. Then, Jeremiah prompted, “What did you want to speak to me about?” Spike gave him a look and got straight to the point, “I just wanted to know why you had to break up Mommy and Daddy, even going as far as to kill Daddy.” “Spike, your father was not a good person. He doesn't love your mommy, and their marriage was a mistake…” At this note, Spike became emotional and curtly cut Jeremiah off, “Whether it's a mistake or not is not up to yo

Meanwhile, inside the villa. Mable took Spike to the living room and immediately ordered someone to get the first aid kit. “Spike, are you okay? That scumbag, Jeremiah, has zero morals!” The moment Tracey noticed Spike injured, she grew anxious and started to blame herself, “Mabes, I'm so sorry, it's all my fault. I should have kept a closer eye on Spike." Mable took the first aid kit from the servant and immediately began to disinfect the wound on Spike's palm. She prompted gently, “Spike, Mommy will be gentle. Just bear with me for a bit.” Spike observed how worried Mable looked and suddenly began to regret his actions. He whispered gently, “Mommy, don't worry. It’s not a deep wound.” He had merely sliced against the surface and broken the skin. Tracey gently ruffled Spike’s head. She was very distressed because she was under the impression that Spike was only holding in the pain, “It’s such a large wound. How can it possibly not hurt? Spike, it’s all my fault. I

Inside the VIP ward of a hospital. Solomon stood by the door and looked into the ward through the window. There was a group of doctors huddled next to the hospital bed. What was taking them so long? Why were they not finished with the operations yet? It had been almost three hours. Could Blair's condition have worsened by any chance? The more Amos thought about it, the more anxious he grew. Kyle was also waiting outside the ward with them. He pressed his fingers against his brows and complained, “Can you stop fidgeting around?” Amos had been pacing around so much that he was getting dizzy watching Amos going in circles. Solomon scratched his hair and sat on a chair next to Kyle before remarking, “Aren't you worried? What’s taking the doctors so long?” “Of course, I am worried, but no amount of worrying is going to help. Blair is the only one who can help himself in this situation,” Kyle answered while staring absently at a specific spot on the ground. An icy

Lemon nodded, looking adorable as always. She then took Spike’s hand, “Okay, hold my hand!” When Mable went downstairs, she saw Eugenie waiting for her in the living room. Rahman was standing next to her with his hands on his hips and was busy bombarding her with a series of questions. “I heard you’re from South Jumonte. Isn’t that where Necro Poison is from? Since you know so much about it, why can't you figure out how to detoxify it? Speaking of which, you’re pretty young so I don’t think you’d be so experienced yet. Do you have a master?” Eugenie picked her ears, seemingly annoyed with how talkative Rahman was. She grumbled at him, “Why do you have so many questions? First of all, yes, I am indeed from southern South Jumonte. Second, knowing a lot about the Necro Poison doesn’t mean I know every single little thing about it. Third, I may be young, but I know what I’m doing and am better than the average practitioner. Finally, my master is dead!” Rahman cast another faint

“Who… Who is it?” “It was Blair!” Mable's pupils shrank in an instant as her eyes grew wide with disbelief. “How... How is that possible?! “Blair is the son of Moon and Luke?” “Even though I am not related to Moon by blood, she is still my rightful sister in the eyes of the law. Since you are my daughter, do you realize what it means if you get involved with Blair? It’s incest!” Mable felt the strength drain out of her legs and slumped onto the couch. If what Connor claimed was true, would it not mean that Blair was her cousin? She did not know how to describe the turmoil of emotions inside her at this moment. Her lips quivered and her voice grew hoarse, “This is why you tried so hard to keep me and Blair from being together.” “That's right.” Mable wanted to laugh. Never in her wildest dreams would she imagine this to be the reason. So what if they were cousins? Moon was just the adopted daughter of the family. This meant she was not related by blood