Dahlia looked over her shoulder and saw Dustin walking
toward her. "What do you mean?" "Your drink has been drugged. You would
be in danger if you had drunk it because it renders you defenseless,"
Dustin warned. "Drugged?" Dahlia frowned and turned to Matt, whose
expression stiffened for a split second. However, he composed himself
immediately. "Dustin, you must be sorely mistaken," Matt said coolly.
"You would know best whether I am mistaken," Dustin retorted coldly.
"Dahlia, do you really think that I'm such a malicious person?" Matt
asked with a disarming smile. Dahlia was taken aback by the sudden
question. After some deliberation, she asked, "Dustin, do you have any
evidence to support your claim?" "The restaurant's manager saw what
happened. He could be my witness," Dustin answered. "That's right! It was
clear as day. He spiked your wine with some powder!" the manager pointed
an accusing finger at Matt. "Everyone knows that both of you are in
cahoots with each other. It would be impossible for me to deny it." Matt
shook his head, acting aggrieved. "Dustin, do you have stronger evidence
for your claims? Do not judge someone based on unfounded accusations!"
Dahlia had a serious look on her face. Based on her knowledge of Matt, he
wasn't someone who would do such a thing. "I already have a witness
backing me up. What evidence do you need? Would you rather believe him
over me?" Dustin frowned, anger building up within him. "I…" Dahlia
didn't know what to say. Matt was from the noble Laney family. As an
aristocrat, it was unthinkable that he would carry out such a vile act.
However, Dustin seemed so sure of himself. He wouldn't lie either. At
that moment, she didn't know who to side with. "Dahlia, Dustin seems to
have some prejudice against me. That's fine, I can prove my innocence.
Didn't he claim that I drugged your drink? Let's exchange drinks," Matt
said. He took Dahlia's wine glass and downed the contents. This simple
action wiped away every doubt from Dahlia's mind. If he did drug her
drink, he wouldn't have drunk it himself. "Dustin, I don't remember doing
anything to offend you. Why are you hellbent on insulting me like this?
If you have a grudge against me, I sincerely apologize," Matt said
personably, tilting his head. With his charm and courteous words, Dahlia
was convinced that Matt was every inch a gentleman. "Dustin, what do you
have to say for yourself?" Dahlia turned to Dustin, her eyes boring into
him. "If I'm not mistaken, he must have taken the
antidote prior to this." Dustin was adamant. "Nonsense!" Dahlia's
expression was dark. "Dustin, you are going too far! Matt has proven his
innocence. Why are you still being so difficult?" "I'm telling the
truth." "Well, I just think that you are making up stories!" There was a
hint of anger in Dahlia's voice. Evidently, Dustin felt hostility toward
Matt. However, that was no reason to drag Matt's name through the mud. It
would be wrong to do so! "If you still don't believe me, then check his
pockets. There must be some evidence of white powder on him!" Dustin
tried turning Matt's pockets inside out to prove his point, but this was
the last straw for Dahlia. "That's enough!" Dahlia splashed the rest of
the wine on Dustin's face. "Have you not done enough damage for one day?
Why are you as stubborn as a mule? Being a gentleman, can you not be so
petty? If you are jealous of Matt, upgrade yourself and compete on the
same level. Don't use despicable tricks or baseless arguments to ruin his
reputation. Your actions will only make me think that you are pathetic!"
Dustin was dumbstruck by Dahlia's words.