Chapter 9

In the outskirts of the city, Cloud Villa.

At this moment, Tracey was sitting on the sofa with her hands tied and mouth taped shut.

Two bodyguards in black stood on her left and right, their gazes fixed on her.

A man hung up the phone and looked back at the two bodyguards. “Hurry up and untie Ms. Fowler.”

As soon as her hands were freed, Tracey ripped the tape off her mouth and stood up with a huff.

“Henry, what the f*ck is wrong with you? How dare you kidnap me?!”

Among Richworth’s three great families, apart from the Fowlers, there were the Morses and the Walkers.

Although the Morses were not close to the Fowlers, there were still some dealings between them.

“Ms. Fowler, please don’t be mad. I won’t hurt you. I only brought you here to get Mable to come.”

Tracey’s heart thumped. She had also just learned that Mable hurt Beatrice’s face and broken one of her hands.

Henry was Beatrice’s loyal lapdog. Since he kidnapped Tracey to lure Mable, he must want to avenge Beatrice.

‘No! I mustn’t let Mabes come!’

Tracey wanted to rush up to grab her phone but was stopped by the two bodyguards.

“Henry, I’m warning you. Mabes and my brother aren’t divorced yet. If you touch her, my brother won’t let you go!”

Henry sneered. “Ms. Fowler, who are you trying to fool? I heard Master Blair has no feelings for Mable. In their two years of marriage, he has never once looked at her!”

Since Mable dared to bully his goddess, he must teach her a lesson for not knowing her place.

Tracey was so mad that she gritted her teeth. She grabbed the cup on the coffee table and smashed it at Henry. “Bullsh*t! my brother and my sister-in-law have a good relationship!

“Even if they don’t, Mabes is still Mrs. Fowler. My brother will skin you alive if you dare touch her!”

Henry dodged the cup smashed at him and sat down boldly on the single sofa. “Say what you want, Ms. Fowler. I’m not scared!”

Everyone in the circle was spreading how Master Blair abandoned Mable as if she were a pair of old shoes. How could he lash out at Henry over her?

A fierce look flashed across Henry’s eyes. Since Mable broke one of Beatrice’s hands, he would break both of hers.

He pointed at the other bodyguards and said, “Go and guard the door. When Mable comes, make her crawl in on her knees!”

Tracey was infuriated. She rolled up her sleeves and rushed toward Henry. “You son of a b*tch, I’ll kill you!”

However, before she could reach him, she was seized by the bodyguards.

“Ms. Fowler, I don’t want to hurt you, but if you still don’t know what’s good for you, don’t blame me for being rude!”

Right after Henry spoke, an ear-piercing sound of a car braking came from outside.

“Wow, she’s fast!”

Tracey was anxious. She silently prayed it was her brother who had come, not Mabes.

When she was taken into the car just now, she sent a distress message to Blair. She wondered if he saw it.

Henry crossed his legs and looked in the direction of the living room door.

In the next moment, the sound of the bodyguards’ screams could be heard from outside.

Henry was stunned. ‘Was the person who came not Mable?’

While he was wondering, the screaming stopped. Following that, the clicking sounds of high heels were heard.

Click, click, click…

Tracey’s heart sank when she heard the footsteps.

‘Oh, no… Oh, no… It must be Mabes!’

The woman slowly walked into the living room against the moonlight in silver stilettos. Her long hair fluttered, and her black dress moved with the wind.

Mable fiddled with the stick in her hand, which she had snatched earlier from a bodyguard. She looked calm, elegant, and noble.

Henry widened his eyes at the breathtakingly beautiful woman at the door.

‘Is she… Mable?’

When Tracey saw Mable, she quickly shouted, “Mabes, hurry up and leave. Don’t bother about me! They won’t dare do anything to me!”

Henry came back to his senses. “Shut her up—”

Before his voice dropped, a cold wind struck. Henry only felt a black shadow swaying in front of him.

Immediately after, two dull sounds were heard.