Master Blair's Fiery Pursuit

Chapter 42

Mable never showed her face in Secret. So, apart from her few trusted aides, no one had seen her before.

She was stunned. “What did you say?”

“I’ve verified his identity. He’s indeed someone from Secret. Frank was the one who provided him with your whereabouts. As for the person who hired him, the other party made the transaction through a virtual account on the dark web. I’m still looking into it.”

Mable frowned. “It wasn’t Frank?”

“No.”

It made sense. If Frank was able to hire someone from Secret, he would not have hired those scums from Shark two years ago.

Nevertheless, who could it be if not Frank?

No matter who it was, that person must know Frank.

“Get Frank here!”

“Yes, Boss.”

Mable hung up and stood in the corridor for a while. Once she had calmed down, she returned to the ward.

In the ward, Blair was still unconscious. The last bottle of drip was almost finished.

Mable sat on the edge of the bed. She was heartbroken at the sight of Blair’s pale face.

If he had not rushed over to push her away, he would not have been hurt.

It was the first time someone had put their life on the line to block a bullet for her.

The bullet should have hit her.

“Blair, are you stupid?!” Mable held Blair’s slightly cold hand.

‘Shouldn’t someone like you value your life? How could you put yourself in danger so impulsively?’

Mable caressed his eyebrow with an aching heart. This was the second time he had saved her.

She lowered her head and gently kissed the back of his hand.

“Blair, thanks for saving me again.”

Mable stayed in the ward to watch over Blair. When it was almost dawn, Hugh called her.

“Boss, Frank and Marissa are missing.”

“What?”

“I checked the surveillance outside the Jefferson Residence. They left at 1:00 am with two large suitcases.”

Mable frowned. ‘Did they flee overnight because I’m still alive, and they’re afraid I’ll take revenge on them?’

“Send someone to the airport to check. Bring them to me even if they run to the ends of the earth!”

“Understood!”

Not long after she hung up, Amos knocked on the door and walked in.

“Madam…” Amos wanted to say something else but was hesitant.

Mable raised her eyebrow. “What’s the matter?”

“I just watched the news. Mr. and Mrs. Snyder died in a car accident early this morning.”

Mable was dumbfounded.

Frank and Marissa had just gone missing, and now Mr. and Mrs. Snyder died in a car accident. It was too coincidental.

“Where’s Dane?”

Amos answered, “Missing.”

Mable narrowed her eyes slightly. “He’s also missing?”

‘Then it’s not a coincidence.’

Frank and Raymond were very close, so the Snyders were most likely involved in the incident last night.

Despite that, whether it was the Snyders or Frank, they could not have gotten Secret to assassinate Mable.

There must be someone behind them!

Mable sneered. ‘It seems that many people want me dead.’

“Watch over Blair at the hospital. I need to go to the Jefferson Residence. Call me if anything happens,” she said to Amos.

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Mable returned to the Jefferson Residence only to find out that Frank and Marissa had left with not only suitcases filled with clothes but things from her grandpa’s safe room as well. Belonging © NôvelDram/a.Org.

They had broken into the safe room and took everything inside.

Mable’s grandpa loved collecting items, especially antiques and jades. Any piece of jewelry or jade in there was easily worth a lot.

Hugh did not find Frank and Marissa’s flight information, but he found out through airport surveillance that they boarded an overseas private jet.

As for the owner of that jet and its destination, there was no clue yet.

At noon, Mable received a call from Amos saying that Blair had woken up.

She rushed back to the hospital.

Before she even got to the ward entrance, she spotted two familiar people in the corridor.

“Mable!”

The noblewoman carrying a Hermes bag went up to her and raised her hand to slap her.

“I’m going to beat you to death, you unlucky troublemaker!”