Master Blair's Fiery Pursuit novel Chapter 18

The call rang for a long time before it was finally picked up.

Even so, before Blair could say anything, Mable’s cold voice was heard, saying, “You’re only worth 9.99 dollars, no more than that. Besides, I don’t receive requests to delete bad reviews!”

“Mable!!!”

“Beep, beep, beep…”

Mable had hung up on him.

Blair called again, but the number was no longer available.

She had blocked him!

‘Very well, Mable!

‘Do you really think I can’t do anything about you?’

“Ha.”

Blair slightly pursed his thin lips, and a rather devilish and evil cold smile could be seen on his sexy lips.

…

After blocking Blair’s number, Mable drove to a nursing home in the suburbs.

She found out that her grandpa was secretly placed there.

After arriving at the destination, she realized there were bodyguards guarding her grandpa’s ward.

So Mable sneaked into the doctor’s office while no one was paying attention.

A few minutes later, she walked out in a white lab coat and a face mask.

“Our eldest miss is inside. Wait a while.” One of the bodyguards stopped Mable.

Mable nodded, but a cold look flashed across her eyes.

She figured that the bodyguard was referring to Marissa.

Inside the ward.

Before long, Marissa came out of the ward, talking on the phone as she walked.

“Has the wedding dress arrived? Okay, I’ll go there now. Don’t call Dane. I want to surprise him at the wedding…”

Mable watched Marisse leave with a cold gaze.

With Marissa and Dane’s wedding in three days, Mable had to think hard about what kind of gift she should prepare for them!

She would definitely make it unforgettable for them!

After Marissa left, Mable went into the ward.

Her grandpa had trained himself since young and had the habit of exercising, so his body was always in good condition. Even at an old age, his body was still tougher than his peers.

However, the old man lying on the hospital bed at the moment was as thin as wood with purplish lips and a sallow complexion. He looked as if he was on the last stretch of his life.

Mable took her grandpa’s pulse. After some examination, she finally confirmed her suspicions.

His grandpa did not have a stroke. He was poisoned!