All Chapters of Master Blair's Fiery Pursuit: Chapter 351 - Chapter 360

A member of the household help on duty upstairs came down to inform the group of the news. Tracey put her phone down and rushed upstairs with Kyle and Solomon. The sedative could put Blair to sleep for several hours. However, it could not ease his agitation. Blair woke up to a splitting head, ready for an outburst. Seeing how awful Blair looked, Tracey asked with worry, “Are you alright, Blair?” Solomon rubbed his shoulders. “Chill out, Blair. Kyle and I are hurt. We'll have to check ourselves into the hospital if we have to fight you again.” Kyle said, “I’ve contacted Paul. He’ll be here tomorrow.” Blair pinched between his brows and replied in a husky voice, “Get out. I need a moment to myself.” The best thing to do when he could not control his emotions was to stay away from them. “Blair—” Tracey was about to speak when the bedroom door swung open. Amos barged in, looking anxious. “Master Blair, Ms. Jefferson—” “Amos!” Solomon cut Amos off right away before A

“Don’t come any closer, Blair!” Mable shouted. Blair paused and saw the bomb strapped to Mable’s waist through the opened car window. His breath was hitched, and he rushed into the car without hesitation. Mable’s eyes welled up. “Are you trying to die, Blair? I have a bomb on me. Stay away from me.” “Please evacuate, Master Blair. The bomb squad is on their way. Leave this to us.” A police officer caught up and tried to talk some sense into him. Blair closed the car door, his gaze piercing. “Get out of here. No one should come close.” Furious and anxious, Mable stared at Blair stiffly. “What are you doing, Blair? Are you trying to get yourself killed?” Blair looked at the bomb on Mable and held her hand. “Let go, Mabes. Give me the scissors.” “What are you trying to do? This is a bomb, Blair. It’s not funny.” If the bomb exploded, it would kill her outright. She did not need anyone else to die with her.Blair pried her hand open and snatched the scissors from her. He

Mable stared at Blair in disbelief. “Why are we going to city hall?” Blair pulled a long face. “You said yes to my proposal.” Mable was speechless. “So?” “So, we’re getting our marriage license now.” Mable froze. Marriage license? It was all happening so soon. “Are you changing your mind?” Blair stared at Mable and noticed her reluctance. His eyes dimmed. “Well, it doesn’t matter if you’ve changed your mind. I told you. I will never let you go, no matter what.” “No, I have not changed my mind.” Mable gazed at Blair, not knowing how to react. “Don’t we need our driver’s license to get our marriage licenses? Did you bring yours? I don’t have mine with me.” Blair froze this time. He was so eager to marry Mable that he did not even think about their IDs. Looking conflicted, Blair contemplated for a while. “We’ll head back to grab our IDs.” Mable glanced at the time. “City hall would be closed by the time we make it back.” Blair furrowed his brows. Mable put

Rory frowned. “What happened? Were you hurt?” “I wasn’t. The robbers held many hostages, so I didn’t want to do anything reckless. I planned to sort them out while they were making a run for it. Who would’ve thought they’d be armed with a bomb? They strapped it to me.” Rory’s eyes flickered with menace. He knew Mable was capable of everything but bomb disposal. Sitting nearby, Spike clenched his fists in anger at the mention that the bad guys put a bomb on his mother. To hell with those bad guys. They were not going to get away with it! “What happened next?” Rory asked. Mable replied, “Blair showed up, defused the bomb, and saved me.” Rory fell silent for a bit before scoffing. “You owe him your life again.” Mable was without a word. Rory looked at the night sky outside the window as a thought took root in his mind. He wanted to go to Dorland. That way, he could rush to Mable’s side and save her if anything happened. Instead of Blair, that bastard. Rory was qu

Marriage was no trivial matter. Although Mable wanted to get married to Blair as soon as possible, she was afraid the hastiness would make her grandfather unhappy. Blair realized now he was thoughtless. Ralph had reservations about him, to begin with. Ralph would have a problem if he were to marry Mable without seeking his approval. After much thought, Blair nodded and said, “Okay. I’ll make preparations and ask for your hand in marriage from your grandfather.” They had only gotten their marriage licenses the last time. There was no wedding, no guests, no reception, or even a party. Blair could not put her through that again. Mable smiled at Blair. “Brace yourself, dear. Grandpa was fine with us dating, but he might not approve of our marriage.” She paused before saying with a smile, “But I will be there to help you. If that doesn’t work, we’ll elope.” Blair shuffled her hair. “Don’t worry. I will convince Ralph.” He knew Mable was only kidding about eloping. Ralph wa