Master Blair's Fiery Pursuit

Blair glanced indifferently at Naomi. "Since the bet was made before the match, do it now!" Naomi turned pale with fear.

'Doing a striptease on the stage and slapping myself 200 times? How can I live after it?'

"No... I don't want to. Ben..." Naomi grabbed Ben and begged for help.

Ben looked at Blair and bowed stiffly. "Master Blair, Naomi only acted in a moment of anger-”

Blair sneered. "Who the hell are you? Is there a place for you to speak here?"

Ben choked and did not dare to speak anymore.

Blair was not someone he could offend.

"Trace..." Ben looked to Tracey for help, hoping she could help say something for them.

Tracey rolled her eyes. "Don't call me that-it's disgusting!"

Ben was helpless. Judging from the situation, they were determined to make Naomi fulfill the bet.

He looked at the woman hiding behind him. "Naomi..."

"No... I don't want to do a striptease on stage." Naomi shook off Ben's hand and turned to escape.

Nevertheless, Blair raised his hand, and Amos immediately stepped forward to grab her.

Blair said indifferently, "Since she's unwilling, let's find someone to help her."

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At this moment, Howard, who was on the side, spoke up, "I happen to have brought a few people with me. I can lend you a hand, Master Blair."

Following that, he lifted his hand to call for his man. Four bodyguards immediately ran down from the bleachers.

Only then did Blair notice Howard was here. He was displeased, to begin with, but his face turned even darker at this moment.

He held Mable's hand tightly. "Amos, stay here to supervise. As for the bet Tracey mentioned earlier, I'll hold you accountable if it's not delivered!" "Understood, Master Blair!"

After that, Blair pulled Mable and headed for the car.

Mable did not want to stay either. After all, Blair had spoken. So, Naomi would not be able to escape this time, no matter what.

When they walked to the side of the car, Mable turned to say to Howard with a smile, "Mr. Morse, thanks for your car today. I'll treat you to a meal sometime."

She did not want to owe him a favor. By treating him to a meal, they would be considered even.

Howard adjusted his thin-rimmed glasses and grinned as he nodded. "Okay_"

Blair's face darkened. Before he could finish, he shoved Mable into the car.

"Hey, what are you doing?!" Mable glared at him with dissatisfaction.

Blair warned Howard with a look. Then, he got into the car and asked the driver to start driving.

Tracey still remembered the last

time Howard said he was going to pursue Mable. She immediately warned him. "Howard, I'm warning you.

Don't hit on my sister-in-law!"

Howard chuckled and acted like a gentleman. "As far as I know, they're divorced."

"So what? They're in a good

relationship now, and it's only a matter of time before they remarry. If you dare get between them, my brother will kill you! Hmph! S

Howard did not say anything. He only looked in the direction Blair's car left with an imperceivable smile.

In the car.

Blair looked gloomily at Mable. "When did you and Howard become so close?"

Mable held her arms and answered indifferently, "We're not close."

"Then why did you say you'd treat him to a meal?"

Mable explained, "He lent me his car for the race earlier. I'm only returning the favor."

"I won't allow it!" Blair said overbearingly.

There were many ways to return a favor, much less to treat Howard to a meal.

Mable laughed when she heard that. "Blair, who are you to forbid it?

"I agreed to stay by your side for half doesn't mean I

a year.

listen to everything you say. the freedom to make friends."

Blair was furious and extremely jealous. "You want to be friends with Howard?" Mable snorted arrogantly. "Who I make friends with is none of your business!" "Mable! Do you still want the Ice Jade Flower?!"

'This damn woman is back to how she was after being good for a few days!'

Mable was mad and annoyed. "Blair, can you threaten me with something else?!"

Blair pinched her chin. "So, are you forcing me to make a move on Old Master Jefferson?"

"How dare you?!"

Blair pulled Mable's arm and yanked her into his arms.