Master Blair's Fiery Pursuit

Mable sighed and leaned back in her chair. She took her phone out and prepared to transfer money to Blair. “Tell me, how much do you want?" Blair was confused.

“She wants to throw money at me?!"

Mable continued to ask, “8,000 dollars? 15,000 dollars? 30,000 dollars?”

Seeing Blair's face turn dark and that he did not say anything, Mable crossed her legs and purposely frowned with disgust. “The most expensive gigolo in Richworth is only 15,000 dollars or so. Is 30,000 dollars still too little for you?”

“Mable!”

The veins on Blair's forehead were bulging. Mable was treating him like a gigolo!

She could really infuriate him to his death!

Mable tucked her hair behind her ear and asked, “Besides, what will happen to your first love if we don't divorce?

“You're not wanting to have more than one partner, are you? Are you so greedy that you want to keep your marriage while still having affairs outside?”

“What nonsense are you talking about?!”

Blair looked speechlessly at Mable. “There was a mistake in the news last time. Liv wasn't found.”

The smile on Mable's face froze.

“No wonder he suddenly changed his mind about getting a divorce. It turns out he didn't find his first love.

Mable stared coldly at him. “Blair, I'm not a lapdog at your beck and call.”

"Mable, I didn’t mean it like that!”

“Then what do you mean?!"

Mable was so mad that her face turned red. She was about to say something when her phone rang.

She glanced at it. Seeing it was Rahman who called, she pushed Blair away at once.

As the call connected, before she could speak, Rahman's urgent voice was heard.

“Mabes, this is bad. Your grandpa has been kidnapped!”

“Grandma has been kidnapped?!"

“What happened?”

“To be able to kidnap Grandpa from Rahman, whoever did it mustn't be ordinary.’

“I arrived at the airport only to find that the ambulance taking Old Master Jefferson was swapped halfway. The ambulance that followed me to the airport was empty..."

Rahman was still baffled at the moment.

As nothing went wrong on the way to the airport, he did not know when the ambulance had been swapped.

"Check the surveillance—"

“That's not necessary.”

Mable’s phone was snatched away by Blair before she could finish.

“I was the one who had Old Master Jefferson taken away. He's now on a plane to Richworth.”

Mable was startled for a while. Then, she picked up the cup on the table to smash it at Blair.

“Blair, what are you trying to do to my grandpa?!”

With such a big move, it affected the wound on Mable’s shoulder. It hurt so much that she gasped.

Blair dodged Mable’s attack. When he saw that the wound on her shoulder was affected, he felt so sorry for her that he helped her sit down. “Be careful with your wound.”

Mable grabbed his collar ruthlessly and said, “Blair, if you dare lay a finger on my grandpa, I'll never let you go!”

Blair smiled instead of getting angry. “Don’t worry. Since we're husband and wife, your grandpa is mine, and I won't have malice toward him. “I've arranged for a medical team to be on standby. Once he arrives in Richworth, he'll receive the best treatment and care.”

Mable clenched her fists and glared at him. “Blair, what exactly are you up to?”

One who was unaccountably solicitous must be hiding evil intentions. Blair curled his lips into an alluring smile. “I told you. I don’t want a divorce.”

He had a feeling that after Mable left Richworth this time, it was likely she would not return.

If he wanted to make her stay, this was the easiest and most direct way.

So long as Old Master Jefferson was in Richworth, she would come back even if she went to the ends of the earth.

Mable stared at Blair, her fists clenched so tightly that they were making cracking sounds.

“You *sshole. How dare he threaten me with Grandpa?’

Mable suppressed the anger in her heart. “Blair, if it's forced, it's not going to turn out well for you!”

Blair looked askance at her. “If you never try, you never know.”