Master Blair's Fiery Pursuit

Chapter 3

“F*ck, it really is Mable!”

Solomon made sure he had not recognized the wrong person. He was so shocked that his eyes were about to pop out.

“Given that she called so many male models, her taste is unusually strong!”

Blair looked at Mable, his black eyes cold to the extreme.

Not only was she caught going in and out of a hotel with Rahman, she also dared to openly find men for fun in the club.

‘Very well!

‘Mable, you’re really something!’

…

Mable was having a hot time with a bunch of handsome young men when she suddenly noticed someone staring sharply at her.

She turned her head and saw a familiar figure walking toward her.

Mable’s eyes flickered, and she purposely curled the corner of her mouth into a teasing smile.

In an instant, Blair walked through the crowd and stood in front of her.

“Mable, are you that desperate? Fooling around right after signing the divorce agreement…”

Mable had good features and fair skin. However, she normally did not wear much makeup and dressed plainly, which made her look very ordinary.

Now that she had dressed up a little, she immediately looked stunning. The red dress gave her a strong aura, and her figure was graceful and beautiful.

She was gorgeous, confident, and proud.

It was as though she was full of light, such that one could not look away from her.

Mable leaned against the sofa and smiled indifferently. “Life is short. So, of course, we must have fun while we can.”

Blair stared down at Mable from above with a dark face.

Solomon whispered to him from behind, “Was Mable stimulated by your abandonment and became silly?”

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Mable stretched her arms and rested them on the shoulders of the handsome young men on both sides. She smiled more charmingly.

“Isn’t it nice to have long-legged models, handsome caring guys, and clingy little puppies? Why should I give up a whole forest for an *sshole?”

Solomon was shocked to the core.

‘She called Master Blair an *sshole!

‘Is she still the Mable I know?’

Blair stared at Mable, who was hugging guys on her left and right. His expression was extremely ugly.

Mable was completely different from the soft and weak crybaby who easily shed tears.

“What the matter? Do you think I’m wrong, Master Blair?”

Mable met Blair’s eyes with a provocative look in her eyes. She was fearless.

It was worth noting that Blair was indeed good-looking. His face had depth and was defined, and his features were polished. The perfect proportions were a ghostly work of art.

Moreover, he wore a black suit on his long and upright body, making him look untouchable and inviolable.

As Blair looked at Mable at the moment, his black eyes were shouting an indescribable danger.

All of a sudden, a fat and strong man drunkenly walked to Mable’s deck.

“Little girl, what’s so good about weak men like them? Come into my arms. I’ll love you.”

As the man spoke, he waved his hand and directly pushed the handsome young men around Mable away.

Immediately after, he rested his filthy arm on her shoulder.

Blair’s ugly expression became even more gloomy when he saw this. He tightly pursed his thin lips, revealing a hint of coldness.

“So pretty. Come, let me kiss you first!”

Killing intent flashed across Mable’s eyes.

Seeing the man pout his creepy and disgusting mouth toward Mable’s face, Blair was about to make a move when Mable suddenly slapped the lewd man’s face hard.

“Ah!”

The lewd man shrieked and was directly knocked to the ground. He spat out a mouthful of blood and a few of his teeth.

“B*tch, how dare—”

Mable kicked him in the abdomen, directly sending him flying a few meters away.

Her actions left Blair and Solomon dumbfounded.