Todos los capítulos de Master Blair's Fiery Pursuit: Capítulo 781 - Capítulo 790

In the quiet suburbs of Richworth, a Maybach Landaulet lay concealed beneath the shade of a tree at the roadside, its dark silhouette blending mysteriously with the night.The car’s display screen showed the live surveillance footage of a villa.A dozen armed men in black barged into the villa, and a fierce battle ensued. Twenty minutes later, the whirling blades of a chopper penetrated the air, and the men in black retreated to the rooftop. They brought along Marissa, whom they had rescued from the basement, into the aircraft. Blair watched the surveillance video with a wicked smirk. Not too long later, the door to the car opened. Solomon got into the car. “Marissa was rescued.” Blair turned to him with a frown. “Are you hurt?” His arm was bleeding.“It’s a minor injury. No biggie.” Sitting in the front passenger seat, Amos quickly retrieved the first-aid kit to bandage Solomon’s wound. Blair asked, “What’s the situation in the villa?” Solomon replied, “Anthony se

Mable looked at the file in front of her and asked solemnly, “What is this?” Anthony stood up and grabbed the red wine on the table to pour himself a drink. He leaned against the table. “It’s Blair and your son’s DNA test results.” Mable chuckled but did not reach out to take the file. “It doesn’t take a lot to fabricate a report.” Anthony drew close and took the file from Robert. “That’s true, but there is one thing that can’t be fabricated, and that’s the Fowlers’ hereditary illness.” As her heart sank. Mable turned pale when a thought came into her mind. Anthony tossed the file onto the table and swirled his glass before uttering indifferently, “Has your son been experiencing a high fever lately? I’m sure you couldn’t figure out why. Then, it took five days before he got better on his own.” Mable looked at Anthony in disbelief. “How... do you know?” “I know because Blair experienced the same thing as a child.” Anthony dropped his head and uttered with a smile, “Thos

Mable was so quick at drawing her gun that neither Anthony nor his bodyguards had time to defend themselves. Following a gunshot, Anthony collapsed. “Boss!” Robert and two bodyguards rushed ahead and pointed their guns at Mable. Mable lunged to the nearby table, keeping her body down to avoid the incoming bullets. Anthony held his bleeding chest and grabbed Robert’s raised gun. He said ruthlessly, “I want her alive.” Since Anthony put out an order, his security team stopped firing. “Hang in there, Boss!” Robert applied pressure to Anthony’s chest in a fluster. As color drained from Anthony’s face, Robert knew things were not looking good. “Bring the car around. We’re going to the hospital—” Before Robert could finish, a bodyguard dashed out of the stairwell and shouted, “We’re surrounded, boss!” “It’s Blair’s men!” Robert grimaced. “What?” Blair should be in the suburbs now. How did he manage to get here so quickly? Suddenly, a round of firing came from downst

Mable was stuck in a nightmare. She was brought back to six years ago, confined to a room that filled her with pain. She was tormented in mind and body, and there was no escape. Only this time, she got a good look at the man. He looked familiar, yet something about him told her he was a stranger. She tried to open her eyes wide for a better look. The dark room brightened with a blinding light, but Mable finally saw the man’s face. “Mabes…” The man reached out to touch her. “No!” Mable was startled awake from her dream. She opened her eyes and saw the concerned look on Blair’s face. Blair knew she had a nightmare and wanted to shuffle her hair to give her comfort. “Mabes…” “No!” Mable cried while shying away from Blair’s reaching hand. Blair’s arm froze midair, and a crack showed on his expression. Mable was shocked by her reaction. She looked at Blair, clenching her fists under the covers. “Mabes.” Blair stared at Mable, his eyes flickered with fear.

Mable looked at the man while holding the gun shakily. She was anguished. If she remembered correctly, this was the second time Blair had pleaded with her. Once, she plunged a surgical knife into his chest, and he said he could give his life to her. All he asked for in return was a bit of love from her. Now, he handed her a gun and begged her not to leave him, and he was willing to die for it. He had hurt her deeply and caused her suffering. He had no right to beg her not to leave him. Blair stared at Mable, his eyes tender. He uttered, “Don’t ever forget that I love you, Mabes.” … ‘I love you, Mabes…’‘I love you, Mabes. You’re the only one for me!’‘I love you, Mabes. I will love you forever.’ ‘I love you. Even if you deserve to die, and the world stands against you, I will always be in your corner and wage war on the world. Unless I die, I won’t let you leave me, no matter what.’ …As her mind wandered back to Blair’s love declarations, Mable was filled with he