Dustin stepped through the door, his gaze terrifyingly cold.From the moment he saw Dahlia's text, he knew something was wrong, so he rushed here as fast as he could."W—what are you doing here?!" Duncan's eyes widened, and he staggered backward in fear."Didn't you call me to ask me to come over? Well, now I'm here. What are you going to do?" Dustin began approaching him."Someone, come quick!" Duncan screamed.However, strangely enough, no one outside responded. It was as though those men stationed outside had disappeared into thin air. "Where the fuck are you all? Hello?!" Duncan continued hollering.But no matter how much he yelled, there was no response."I warned you before not to cross me again. Or else, you'll die a miserable death. What, did you think I was bullshitting you?" Dustin was getting closer and closer."Rhys, you're on my territory. I'm warning you to not come any closer, or you won't step out of this place ever again!" Duncan shouted, putting on a fierce
"If you promise not to kill me, I'll tell you the truth," Duncan said, attempting to negotiate terms."No thanks. You can just go die." As soon as Dustin finished speaking, he stomped his foot hard on Duncan's head."No—!" Duncan tried to wail before his head exploded into pieces. And just like that, he was dead."Mr. Rhys, the people outside have been taken care of."At that moment, two masked martial artists dressed in black garments walked in. They were elite shadow guards."Excellent. Clean this place up, and send the body straight to the Doyle home," Dustin ordered.The two exchanged glances, but in the end, they still nodded. "Yes." Dustin said nothing more. He carried the unconscious Dahlia and briskly walked out of the underground casino.The moment he stepped out the doors, he noticed a suspicious figure lurking in a corner. It was none other than James, who had managed to escape earlier."Come out!" Dustin threw a glance over his shoulder."Oh, it's just you. You s
As Dustin watched James run his mouth, his face became darker than a storm cloud.He never expected that James would shift the blame to the victim instead. Not only did he feel no remorse for his wrongdoing, he even dumped all the blame on Dustin. His actions made Dustin's blood boil!"How dare you, Dustin! I never thought you could sink to such lows. You couldn't woo my daughter, so you decided to resort to such abominable actions? You're a demon wearing a human's face!" Florence screamed hatefully."Hmph, I saw through your faux gentlemanly demeanor a long time ago! Not only did you try to steal our money, you've even tried to harm my cousin. You're an animal!" Julie roared, her eyes wide with rage."After all that happened, are you still not repentant?" Dustin frowned."What do I have to repent for? This is clearly your fault! You're the one who tried to hurt my sister!" James said indignantly. With his mother backing him, he had nothing to fear."You animal, don't touch my da
Dahlia thought about it long and hard before finally recalling what happened in the casino last night. She had drank two glasses and passed out with no recollection of what happened afterward, but it seemed like she was safe. "This is all that bastard's fault! If Dustin didn't harbor any ill intentions toward you and your brother, none of this would have happened to the both of you!" Florence exploded. "Dustin? What does any of this have to do with him?" Dahlia was puzzled. "I bet you still have no idea that he conspired with the owner of the casino to drug you. He was going to take advantage of you. Fortunately, James fought back and managed to save you," Florence replied."Mom, there must be some kind of mistake." Dahlia smiled. "Dustin would never hurt me, much less use such dirty tactics. You've got it all wrong.""Oh, Dahlia. You get tricked all the time because of how naive you are." Florence retorted, her face serious. "You should never judge a book by its cover. Dustin may l
James' death shocked everyone. They couldn't believe that the man who had been so full of life last night was now dead. "N—no! It can't be! How could my brother be dead?" Dahlia shook her head repeatedly, her face full of disbelief. "Please try and save my brother again! I'm willing to pay any price!""I'm sorry, but there's nothing we can do. Our deepest condolences." The doctor shook his head. "But how could this be?" Tears streamed down Dahlia's face, and she staggered backward. She couldn't believe that her brother had died just like that."Oh, James! My son!" Florence wailed in anguish as James' body was wheeled out. She burst into tears at the sight of the lifeless body. She couldn't believe that her only son, whom she babied endlessly, had died so suddenly. What a tragic outcome! "Doctor, my nephew was fine yesterday, so why did he die? Did you guys make a mistake during surgery?" Victoria questioned. "The patient suffered a severe head injury that resulted in intracranial
Meanwhile, Dahlia sat alone on the hospital bed with a dull gaze and a haggard face. All the crying had tired her out, and her head was so hazy she felt like a zombie. Today's blow had completely overwhelmed her. "Dahlia …" Dustin suddenly walked into the room. His tone was concerned as he asked, "I heard you were admitted to the hospital. Which part of your body is the discomfort coming from? Do you want me to take a look at it?"Unresponsive, Dahlia sat still like a statue. "What's wrong, Dahlia?" Dustin waved a hand in front of Dahlia's face, whose expression remained as emotionless as a lifeless doll. Usually, only devastated people who had lost all hope showed such an expression. Dustin frowned and immediately felt her pulse, only to realize that it was irregular and extremely weak, like a candle that was going to blow out at any moment. "How did this happen?" Dustin was shocked. He quickly took out his silver needles and began treating Dahlia. A stream of true energy started
"Don't make excuses! Your palm prints are all over my brother's face, and the doctors said he suffered severe head trauma. If you weren't the one who caused it, who else could it be? Why? Why did you have to hit him so hard? Even if he did something wrong, you shouldn't have killed him!" Dahlia bawled, her fist pounding on Dustin's chest. Although Dustin should be the one in pain, the person who ended up with tears streaking down their face was Dahlia. "Dahlia, I think that there's something fishy with James' sudden death. Please believe me. I would never kill him!" Dustin responded gravely. "Believe you? How am I supposed to do that when all evidence is pointing at you?" Dahlia roared. It has been proven that Dustin was the person who hit James, causing the latter to be hospitalized. Doctors have also confirmed that the cause of James' death was head trauma. These answers were concrete evidence that pointed to Dustin as the murderer. So even if Dahlia was willing to believe that t
It was obvious that someone was trying to frame Dustin for James' death, but who? Was it the Doyle family or the Grant family? Or perhaps someone he had never met before. And why would they do this? Were they trying to turn Dahlia against him?Dustin stared at the black needle he was holding. He wanted to explain everything to Dahlia but stopped himself. He knew that in her current state, she would never believe him.Besides, all he had was the needle, which wasn't enough to prove anything. He would only be able to prove his innocence when he found the real killer. Just then, the sound of the phone ringing tore through the air. Dustin fished out his phone and saw that it was Nelson. "Hello? Great timing, Nelson. There's something I need you to—" Before Dustin could finish what he wanted to say, a panicked voice rang out. "We're in trouble, Sir!""What's happening?" Dustin frowned. "A bunch of martial artists just randomly barged into our dojo and began beating our men up. They are