Master Blair's Fiery Pursuit

Chapter 73

Beatrice listened to her dad yell, and her body turned cold. Her legs went weak, and she knelt on the ground with a thud.

“Blair, I’m so sorry… I’m sorry, I was wrong…”

Blair did not give her a chance to plead for mercy. He directly dialed the intercom and had security take her away.

Afterward, Amos walked in.

“Master Blair, Ms. Jefferson left.”

As Blair ran out, Mable entered the elevator.

He frowned and picked up his phone to call her. However, he was redirected to the voicemail as she was on a call.

…

Mable left Fowler Enterprise and called Ethan to meet up.

Ethan handed her a folder when she arrived at the agreed-upon cafe.

“I made a fake blood test report of a healthy person and switched yours with it. No one noticed.”

Mable took the document. “Thanks.”

“You’re welcome.”

Ethan adjusted his glasses and looked at the document in her hand. “Professor Jefferson, I looked at your report when I switched it.”

Mable knew he would definitely have seen the content when he switched her blood test report.

What was in her blood could not be hidden from him.

Mable looked seriously at Ethan. “Dr. Miller, please keep my secret.”

Ethan frowned slightly and asked her in confusion, “I don’t understand. Anemia is just a small problem. Why hide it from Master Blair?”

“...Anemia?”

Mable was baffled.

She opened the folder and took a look at the blood test report. She widened her eyes when she glanced at the last few rows of data.

‘This isn’t right!’

She was well aware of her body condition. Apart from the thing in her blood, she was healthy and did not have anemia.

Hence…

There was something wrong with this blood test report!

“Are you sure you didn’t get the wrong report?” Mable looked at Ethan.

Ethan shook his head. “It can’t be. The delivery time and information are all correct, and there’s also a marking on the report because the dean personally sent it to the lab.”

Mable looked at the report and frowned.

She was sure this was not her blood sample.

Since Ethan did not get the wrong one, could the staff in the lab have mixed up the blood samples?

If that was the case, the mistake ended up helping her.

Ethan looked at Mable and asked, “Professor Jefferson, is… something wrong with the blood test report?”

Mable returned the report to the file bag. “Nothing. I just didn’t think I would be anemic.”

Ethan fell silent before he said, “When you have time, you should come to the hospital for a full body checkup.”

As a doctor, he knew Mable’s condition last night was not a minor problem.

Mable smiled. “Don’t worry, Dr. Miller. I’m fine. Don’t forget that I’m also a doctor.”

Ethan wanted to say something else but hesitated.

Based on Mable’s condition last night, there must be something wrong.

Nonetheless, since she was not willing to talk about it, Ethan did not pursue it further.

At this time, Mable’s phone rang.

It was Blair.

She hung up and did not answer.

Ethan saw the caller ID. He hesitated before asking, “Professor Jefferson, are you and Master Blair…?”

Mable answered indifferently, “Oh, he’s my ex-husband.”

Stunned, Ethan came to a sudden realization. “I see… So you’re his secret wife of two years.”

He had heard people in Richworth talk about Blair’s secret marriage. At that time, rumor had it that his wife was nothing more than someone he used to deal with his family’s urging for marriage.

Mable smiled faintly. She recalled how Blair treated her and was upset.

Ethan had something else to do in the afternoon, so he returned to the hospital first.

Mable sat alone in the cafe for a while.

She stared at the report. The more she thought about it, the more she felt something was off.

‘Could Rahman have done it?’ Published by Nôv'elD/rama.Org.

With that thought in mind, she called Rahman right away.

The call went through after a few seconds.

“Mabes, don’t you know there’s a 12-hour time difference between Dorland and Monafett?! I just fell asleep!!!”

Mable cleared her throat and said, “I’m sorry, but I have something urgent to ask.”