Master Blair's Fiery Pursuit のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 731 - チャプター 740

“Ugh…” Mable’s eyes widened as she exclaimed at the man who somehow regained consciousness.However, the cunning man saw his chance to seal her lips. Blair’s sudden return to consciousness took Mable by surprise. While kissing her, he even pressed the back of her head to meet his. A sultry air lingered in the quiet ward. It took a while before Blair finally released Mable. His fingers ran along her back. Lying in bed, Mable nestled her head against his shoulder and took a deep breath. Once her breathing steadied, Mable lifted her head and looked at Blair with blushed cheeks. Blair smiled faintly, not breaking eye contact with her. He did not look sleepy at all. Then, it hit Mable, and she was furious. “You were never asleep!” Blair said tenderly, “If I were asleep, I wouldn’t know you stole a kiss from me.” He thought she would not come to see him tonight. Mable had no words. It was careless of her. “I didn’t steal a kiss from you,” Mable murmured. Blair sa

After completing all the tasks at hand, Solomon took Marissa back to Richworth and imprisoned her in a residence in the suburbs.Upon getting the news, Mable went to visit Marissa the next morning. In a matter of days, Marissa had plummeted from the glittering heights of high society to the grim reality of imprisonment. She looked disheveled and haggard. Even so, Marissa was haughty and arrogant in Mable’s presence. “You’re here at last, Mable.” Marissa stared eerily at Mable, her gaze filled with malice. Mable looked at Marissa, whose hands were bound to the pillar. She asked in a cold voice, “You said I’m not part of the Jefferson family. What’s your proof?” Marissa replied indifferently, “If you want proof, you must release me and transfer all of Jefferson Enterprise’s shares to me before I’ll even consider telling you.” Mable took a seat on the leather sofa and looked at her offhandedly. “Do you think you’re in the position to talk terms with me, Marissa? Don’t forget

Mable left the place where Marissa was held captive and took a ride back to the villa. She needed a moment alone. As if the truth behind her birth was not shocking enough, she had to learn about the truth of her parents’ passing and the feud between the Jeffersons and the Fowlers. The whole thing overwhelmed Mable, and she needed time to process everything. Hugging her knees, Mable sat on the bedroom sofa. Her mind was all over the place. Spike opened the door quietly and looked at his mother worriedly. He had sensed her low spirits when she returned home. Concerned about his mother’s well-being, he came to check on her. As he suspected, his mother had encountered something unpleasant. Picking up on the noise, Mable looked up and saw Spike approaching. Mable reached her hand out. “Come and let me hold you, darling.” Spike would never say no to his mother. He slipped into her embrace. The boy looked up at his mother and extended his arm to smoothen her frown. “Don’

Blair showed no emotions behind his eyes when he stared at the man who was supposedly his father for over twenty years. “We have better things to do.” Luke smiled and spoke in a husky voice, “What are you doing here?” Mable pulled out a photo from her bag. “Do you remember this person, Luke?” Luke glanced at the photograph, and the smile on his face froze. He grabbed the photo, his bony fingers running along the face of the woman in the photograph. Luke then smirked and replied, “The joy of dying young. She remains forever young and beautiful.” Mable clenched her fists. “Did you send my mom to spy on my dad, Luke?” Instead of answering Mable’s question, Luke stared at the photo of Natalie, lost in his thoughts. “Your mother was one of the most beautiful women in Richworth when she was young. She was talented in music, literature, and painting. They all fell at her feet and went crazy for her.” Luke looked at the photo with a proud look. “Oh, Natalie Barwise. I taugh

Blair and Mable left the prison, feeling a little down. Mable’s footsteps felt heavy. When Luke admitted the truth of her parents’ passing, Mable was livid and confused altogether. Ralph knew the plane wreck was not an accident but did not follow up on the lead. Maybe he knew the culprit was Luke. Why did Ralph not avenge Adrian and Natalie, then? He let Luke on the loose for years, and that was the thing Mable could not figure out. Blair took Mable’s hand and stared into her tearful eyes. His heart went out to her, and he stopped, pulling her into his arms. “I’m sorry, Mabes.” Blair held Mable, feeling sorry like never before. His father took her parents and grandfather away from her. He had also hurt her unintentionally. It would take more than a lifetime to atone for the sins Blair and his father had committed. Mable looked up at Blair. She was upset at first, but his warm embrace and soothing words brought a lump to her throat.“Blair…” Mable looked at him wi