All Chapters of Master Blair's Fiery Pursuit: Chapter 491 - Chapter 500

Olivia did not sleep well the night before. The next morning, she woke determined to find a way to get Blair to put more effort into her.She finally got Mable to break up with him. Olivia needed to seize the opportunity and kill any possibility of them getting back together. As her mind raced with thoughts, Olivia decided to take a trip to Blair’s workplace and deliver him a homemade lunch. Since Olivia was not good at cooking, she instructed the household staff to prepare the food. The weather was sunny, offering a nice warmth. Olivia took a stroll around the garden. However, her mood turned foul when she saw the rose garden. All women loved flowers, and she was no exception. Nevertheless, Olivia was jealous to learn from the household staff that the rose garden was a proposal gift from Blair to Mable. Suddenly, the garden was not such a pleasure to look at anymore. Just then, a deliveryman approached the entrance. It was a parcel for Blair. The household staff signe

Solomon looked at Blair in hesitation before saying, “Didn’t you ask me to look into Anthony? I’m onto something. If Aust’s reason to be in Richworth is to meet him, then things might be more complicated than we think.” Blair narrowed his eyes for a while, then turned to Solomon. “Maybe I underestimated Anthony. If he is connected to Aust, then he probably has something to do with the incident five years ago.” Solomon nodded. “My thoughts exactly.” Blair said, “I’m attending Fowler Enterprise’s annual dinner party tonight. I can use the opportunity to sound him out.” Solomon looked surprised. “Huh? You’re attending their annual company event?” Did Blair not cut ties with the Fowlers? Holy shit. Solomon could not believe the Fowlers would give him access. Blair pointed at the invitation on the desk. “Luke had the invitation delivered.” Solomon walked over and picked up the invitation for a look. He said worriedly, “It’s probably a trap.” Blair tensed his facial muscles,

As the head of Fowler Enterprise and the household, Luke rarely made appearances. However, it was only right that he shared a few words on such a major occasion. Hence, Luke went up on stage to give a brief speech at the start of the event before handing the spotlight to his son, Anthony. Blair sat in a corner with little enthusiasm. His eyes followed Anthony, who was on stage in the spotlight, without a hint of emotion. Luke’s personal attendant approached and said respectfully, “Mr. Luke wishes to see you, sir.” Blair put down his glass and glanced at Mable and Rory on the other side of the room. He instructed Amos to keep an eye on them before following the staff upstairs. He was led to a private room upstairs. Dressed in a navy blue suit, Luke sat with his legs crossed. Judging by the teapot in front of him, he was making tea. The attendant gave the father and son some space after bringing Blair in. Luke and Blair were the only ones left in the room. Blair walked

The air of elegance filled the event hall as the public mingled, clinking glasses.Blair came down from upstairs and looked around the hall. While he did not see Mable, Rory seemed popular as he was surrounded by women. Amos approached and spoke in hushed tones, “Ms. Jefferson is in the ladies’ room, Master Blair.” Blair nodded. It explained why he did not see her. He walked over with a wine glass in hand. Spotting Blair coming toward him, Rory dismissed the women around and approached him. Rory gave Blair a chilling look. “The Fowlers are indeed the wealthiest and most powerful family in Dorland. It’s an extravagant party, don’t you think? I’ve learned a lot.” Blair narrowed his eyes. “Stay away from Mable, Rory!” Rory raised his brow. “Are you ordering me?” He swirled his wine glass nonchalantly and smiled wickedly. “I haven't heard anything so ridiculous and funny in a long time. The one who should stay away from Mabes is you. You caused her grandfather’s death!“

Rory was twenty-seven this year. He had three more years before he turned thirty. He glanced at Mable indifferently and said, “I’m just keeping it in the family. What’s wrong with that?” Mable had no words. She sighed. “I remember you don’t believe in astrology.” “I don’t.” However… Rory started to believe it after the incident. He was better off believing there was a higher power at play. Rory stared into Mable’s eyes. He looked a lot calmer. “The old fart got one thing right. I am cold and ruthless.” Leaning against the seat, Rory lifted his head and rested his arm on his forehead. A while later, he said, “I don’t get what love is.” Growing up, Rory did not have much contact with the outside world, especially the opposite sex. Rory could not understand Mable’s feelings for Blair. Could a person be so in love with another? Mable fell silent before uttering, “You’ll get it sooner or later, Rory.” Rory straightened his back and turned to Mable. “If loving someo