Master Blair's Fiery Pursuit

Meanwhile, in the Bellson Strait, a luxurious cruise ship was traveling through stormy seas.

The weather forecast said there would be strong winds and waves at sea tonight.

A man in a white bathrobe leaned against the deck railing and looked at the person not far away hung upside down. His light blue eyes were cold.

"I asked Hugh to abduct him."

Killing intent grew in his eyes as he spoke.

"Why?" Mable asked on the other end of the phone. "You-"

"No reason. I just can't stand him and want him killed!"

"Frank..."

"Dead-I did it." The man was proud.

If he had not gotten someone to look into it, he would not have known that Mable was assassinated two years ago and lost her memory.

He had worked hard to train his wifey, and only he could bully her. Who was Frank to hurt her?

Frank was courting death!

The man gripped his phone tightly and glanced coldly outside. "Wifey, I'll make anyone who tries to harm you regret being born into this world!" "Stay out of my business!"

The man snorted coldly. "I won't. You're my wifey, after all. Your business is mine."

Mable responded, "...Get lost!"

The man laughed in a deep voice. "How ungrateful! Aren't you going to thank me?"Content rights belong to NôvelDrama.Org.

Richworth.

Mable could not stand it anymore and directly hung up the phone.

As soon as she did, Blair asked, "Where's Frank?"

Mable spread her hands helplessly. "Dead."

Given how vicious that man was, Frank must not have survived more than ten minutes.

Mable had no sympathy for Frank's death. In any case, she did not want to let him live for too long.

It was only a pity she did not get to ask Frank who was behind the last incident.

"Dead?"

Blair looked at her with a ghastly face. He tugged at her wrist again. "Who said you could kill him?!" Frank was the only one who knew where Liv was. If he were dead, the clues would be gone.

Mable frowned slightly at him.

"Frank poisoned my grandpa, tried to kill me a few times, and even almost

die?!"

killed you. Doesn't he to

Arthur had never met Mable and did not know who she was. After

hearing what she said, he explained,

"Frank knows where Liv is. If he's

dead, Master Blair will have no more clues."

Mable's back stiffened. She was dazed as she looked at Blair.

"So, you were anxious to find Frank because he knows where Liv is..."

Mable had always thought Blair was looking for Frank to help avenge her.

She now realized that he had done everything to find Liv.

She had gotten ahead of herself again.

Blair stared gloomily at her.

"Frank is the only one who knows where Liv is. Now that he's dead, all our leads have been cut off!"

Mable wanted to apologize and

who

Hugh abduct Frank.

she could not say it in the

end.

Frank was dead. There was no point in talking about it anymore.

Blair suppressed his anger and shook off Mable's hand. He turned to leave.

Soon, the sound of an engine was heard from outside.

Mable froze in place as mixed emotions ran through her. Sad, disappointed, heartbroken...

In short, all the emotions that can make a person sad surged into her heart, and intense pain began to spread from her heart.

Mable held her chest and fell on the sofa.

'Fuck.'