Chapter 65

Martha’s smile froze. “Blair doesn’t love you, so how could he possibly want to remarry you?!”

“You’ll have to ask him yourself,” Mable answered.

Luke stared at Mable leisurely. “Don’t even think about remarrying! I’ll give you three days to leave Richworth. You’re not allowed to appear in front of Blair again for the rest of your life!”

“What if I don’t do as you say?”

Mable could not stand it when someone was so arrogant toward her.

Luke’s gaze turned cold, and he gave off the pressure of a superior. “I’m not discussing this with you—I’m ordering you!”

Mable’s eyes were even colder than his. “Mr. Fowler, the last person who dared to talk to me like that has long been buried!”

Luke’s face changed. After living most of his life, it was the first time someone had the nerve to talk to him in this manner.

‘Ha!

‘A woman who doesn’t know her place!’

Luke raised his hand without saying a word. Soon, six bodyguards came in a line and surrounded Mable.

Martha elegantly to