Master Blair's Fiery Pursuit

Richworth.

Fowler Enterprise.

After working through the night, Blair finally closed his laptop at 5:00 am.

He washed his face with cold water and had his assistant bring him coffee before starting another day of work.

"Master Blair, you have a meeting at 10:00 am. Why don't you rest for a while? I'll call you then."

Amos was wary as he looked at Blair working like a machine.

Blair looked the same as when he returned from Santaviz five years ago. During that time, the whole company was shrouded in gloom, and everyone felt uneasy. Amos watched as Blair slowly walked out of that shadow from five years ago. Now that Mable had left, he seemed to have returned to that state.

"No need."

Blair flipped through some documents and scanned through them.

He handed one of them to Amos and said coldly, "Contact the people from the Richie Group and tell them that Fowler Enterprise intends to cooperate with them on this project."

Amos was stunned. As far as he knew, the Richie Group was negotiating with Jefferson Enterprise on this project and was close to signing the contract.

If Fowler Enterprise butted in now, the Richie Group would unquestionably give up on Jefferson Enterprise and choose them instead.

'Is Master Blair trying to... make a move on Jefferson Enterprise?

'No wonder he has been looking into them since yesterday.'

Amos did not dare say anything. He took the document and went out to get the job done.

Before long, he knocked on the door again. "Master Blair, Mr. Rowland is here."

Solomon leisurely walked in with breakfast. "Master Blair, you're truly diligent, working at the crack of dawn... Uh, wait, were you up all night?"

"Master Blair hasn't rested since Ms. Jefferson left," Amos whispered to him.Belongs to © n0velDrama.Org.

Solomon raised his eyebrow. He put the breakfast on the table and glanced at the pile of documents next to him. They were all about Jefferson Enterprise.

He was shocked. "Master Blair, are you making a move on Jefferson Enterprise?"

Blair lit a cigarette and answered indifferently, "I'm bored. So, I'm thinking of acquiring a company for fun."

Solomon forced a laugh and exposed him without mercy. "...I think you're trying to force Mable to give in."

Blair stared at the brightly lit cigarette between his fingers. His gaze darkened.

'This is just the beginning.'

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"Don't blame me for reminding you brother, Mable isn't a simple woman. Be careful not to push her

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Blair shot a deadly look at him. "Who are you calling a dog?"

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Solomon twitched his mouth and quickly said, "Me! Me! Me! I'm the dog, alright?!"

'She doesn't want you anymore, yet you're still so protective of her.

'You deserve to be tormented!'

All of a sudden, the sound of a helicopter approached.

Looking out the floor-to-ceiling window in Blair's office, they sawa private helicopter flying this way. Judging by the altitude, it seemed to be ready to land.

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That said, this helicopter did not seem to be his.

The office door suddenly pushed open. Amos rushed in and said, "Master Blair, a private helicopter landed on the rooftop!" Blair's eyes turned cold.

Solomon sneered and said playfully, "Wow. Who's so bold as to invade Master Blair's territory?"

Before Amos could say anything, footsteps and the screams of the building's security guards came from outside.

Amos knew this was bad. He turned around and saw Rahman walk in with a bunch of bodyguards.

It was early, so the employees had not come to work yet. Only a few of them were on this floor besides the security guards.

Amos blocked the office door. "Rahman, what do you want?"

"Move!" Rahman looked askance at him with hostility.

"Let him in."

Blair spoke from his office.

Amos had to get out of the way.

With that, Rahman strided into the office and met Blair's murderous gaze. He directly pulled out his gun without saying a word.