Master Blair's Fiery Pursuit

Tracey was knocked out by Mable. When she woke up and found out that Mable had left Richworth, she felt terrible.

When she heard from the maid that Blair had gone out, she thought he had gone after Mable. However, he returned not long after.

Blair locked himself in the study as soon as he got home and ordered everyone not to disturb him.

Tracey was afraid he might do something extreme. So, she stayed up all night in the living room.

Just like that, Blair was still in the study until noon the next day.

Tracey was anxious. Blair could be mad, but how would his body take it if he did not eat or drink for a long time?

As such, she mustered her courage and knocked on the study door.

"Blair, it's me, Trace. Are you okay?"

There was no sound in the study. She hesitated for a while and pushed the door open.

"Blair, you- Cough, cough!"

The smell of smoke was too strong!

Tracey covered her mouth and coughed. She hurried to open the windows.Text © owned by NôvelDrama.Org.

"Blair, how many cigarettes have you smoked?!"

The ashtray was so full that it was overflowing with cigarette butts. In the room, the choking smell of smoke was enough to kill someone. Tracey did not know how Blair stayed in this environment.

She looked at him and angrily put her hands on her waist. "Blair, do you want to suffocate yourself or commit slow suicide by smoking too much?!"

Blair coldly flicked the ashes of his cigarette and kept staring at the computer screen.

"What are you looking at?"

Curious, Tracey looked and saw Mable's picture on the screen.

She became upset and almost cried.

Blair had been chain-smoking in the study because he was thinking about Mable.

'Sob... He's too affectionate.'

Tracey sniffed and advised him, "Blair, if you really like Mabes, you should go after her. As long as she's not married to someone else, you still have a chance." Blair took a puff of his cigarette. His indifferent eyes finally held some emotions.

He looked up at Tracey and said coldly, "I won't let her have the chance to marry someone else."

'She can only be my wife in this life!

'I don't care if I have to take her by force.'

"Blair, pursuing someone requires some skills. Don't be impulsive."

Tracey vaguely felt that he was up to something.

Something big.

"Master Blair."

There was a knock on the door.

Amos stood at the door with a briefcase.

"Come in."

Amos walked in and took out a document from the briefcase. He handed it to Blair and said, "This is information on everyone named

Rory Hammond in Dorland S

"Rory Hammond?" Tracey looked at Blair in confusion.

'Who's that?

'Why is Blair looking into him?'

Blair flipped through the document. He was expressionless, but there were turbulent emotions in his eyes.

Ashdale.

Mable did not sleep the whole night.

She could not figure out what Blair was trying to do.

When she offered a high price on the Ice Jade Flower, he did not want to sell it to her. He also threatened her with it to keep her by his side.

Now that she did not want it anymore, he gave it to her instead.

'What does he want?

'Did he think I'd change my mind and return to him?'

Mable smiled bitterly, not knowing what to feel.

Rahman came to Ashdale at noon.

Hugh picked him up and brought him to the Jefferson Residence. He asked Mable as soon as he saw h

"Blai really let you go, huh? Did he make things difficult for you?"

"Do you think I'm a pushover?"

Mable was having lunch and did not have much energy when she spoke.

"I lied to him, saying I have someone I like very much so he'll stop pestering us."

Rahman was surprised. He finally knew why Blair asked who she liked.

"Then he..."

He wanted to ask something but hesitated.

He wanted to ask about the Ice Jade Flower However, he was afraid Mable would know he had called Blair and think he was meddling in her affairs.

"He gave me the Ice Jade Flower," Mable suddenly said.