All Chapters of Master Blair's Fiery Pursuit: Chapter 661 - Chapter 670

Blair stood up. “I understand. Thank you, doctor.”…After leaving the hospital, Blair headed to a famous tattoo parlor in Richworth.“What brings you here, Master Blair?”The boss of the tattoo parlor was named Samson Holt, Solomon’s friend who often frequented his bar. Blair had met him a few times before and considered him an acquaintance.Blair asked, “Who’s the most experienced tattooist in your parlor? I want to ask about something.”“The most experienced?”Samson laughed and said, “Master Blair, the most experienced tattooist in the whole of Croquen is standing right in front of you.”It was him!Samson led Blair upstairs to a private box. “What did you want to ask about, Master Blair?”“Invisible tattoos,” Blair said.Samson raised an eyebrow. “Invisible tattoos?”Although he did not know why Blair was asking, he still explained, “The biggest difference between invisible and regular tattoos is in the ink. Although you can’t see it, it’ll appear when the body’s tempe

Blair did not come back for dinner that night.After Mable and the two children finished dinner, she checked their homework.Although Spike could not speak, he had a very high IQ. The home tutor Blair hired for him had already started teaching him the syllabus for middle school.As for Nicki, just like ordinary four to five-year-old children, she had just learned to write her own name.“Auntie, I’m sorry.”Mable was watching Nicki practice writing when she suddenly heard her say that.Mable was dumbfounded for a moment before she raised her head to look at Nicki. “Why are you apologizing, Nicki?”Nicki twisted her fingers together nervously and whispered, “‘Cause I can’t write well…”Mable looked at what Nicki wrote. The teacher had just taught her those words today, and were a little long. Although her handwriting was not very tidy, it was much better than others her age.Taking Nicki’s hand and making her sit beside herself, Mable patted her head. “Nicki, you did well today,

Mable’s eyes lit up. “Hubert? That has a pretty good meaning.”She hugged Spike and said, “Baby, your official name will be Hubert Fowler from now on.”Stunned, Blair looked at Mable.He thought she would have Spike take her surname.Spike stared at his mother, frowning slightly as he mouthed, “Why can’t I take your surname, Mommy?”He was Mommy’s child, so he should take Mommy’s surname.Mable scratched her head, patiently explaining, “Baby, under normal circumstances, children take their daddies’ surnames. Now that Mommy and Uncle Blair are married, we’re a family, and according to the law, he’s your daddy. So, you have to take his surname.”The way Spike addressed Blair had always been Uncle Blair.Both Blair and Mable thought it was better to let nature take its course when it came to changing how Spike addressed Blair.Blair looked at Spike and took his hand, leading him to stand before him. “I’m sorry, Spike. I did a lot of things wrong in the past and hurt you and your

Tracey immediately put down her utensils and went to sit beside Henry when she heard that.Henry picked up the video call and greeted his mother with a smile. “Mom.”On the other end of the call, Mrs. Morse was all smiles. “Have you eaten yet, Henry?”“Trace and I are at the restaurant having dinner right now.”As he spoke, he turned the camera so his mother could see Tracey sitting beside him.Tracey smiled graciously. “Hello, Mrs. Morse.”Mrs. Morse smiled from ear to ear when she saw Tracey. “Trace, get Henry to order whatever you like. Don’t think about losing weight. You’re already so thin! Come by when you’re free, and I’ll make you some good food.”Tracey nodded and kept smiling as she said, “Okay. Thanks, Mrs. Morse.”“You guys can continue eating. I won’t disturb you any longer!”“Mom, I—”Henry was about to say something, but he was mercilessly hung up on.He stared at his phone speechlessly.It was obvious his mother called just to talk to Tracey, but it was his

“Who said I’m not?! I’m—”“That’s enough!”Howard was not in the mood for Henry’s nonsense. He reminded him, “Since your relationship with Miss Fowler isn’t real, you shouldn’t do things you shouldn’t! Don’t blame me for not reminding you. Blair Fowler and Mable aren’t pushovers. If you dare to take advantage of Miss Fowler, you’ll get what’s coming when the time comes!”Henry scowled fiercely and was about to say something when the door that had not been closed was suddenly pushed open from the outside.Howard looked back and immediately recognized the person standing at the door. It was Blair Fowler’s bodyguard, Arthur Marshall.Did Blair know Tracey was here with his brother and had come to catch them?“Arthur…” Tracey looked at Arthur, quickly sweeping a look over his empty hands.He had not brought anything!Arthur looked at the Morse brothers standing in the hallway, then passed them to Tracey, sitting in a robe on the sofa.His originally grim expression darkened even f