"Rhys! What is your problem? So you got lucky and saved
the old man! You don't have to be so rude about it!" Florence cried,
clearly upset. How dare he treat her daughter that way? Did he think he
was all that? "At least I saved him. What about all of you? He almost
lost his life because of you!" Dustin retorted coldly. "You… What is this
attitude?!" Florence sputtered. She had almost reached her limit.
"Enough! Stop yelling at each other! What a disgrace!" Henry then
demanded, "Florence, all of you, go outside. I need to speak to Dustin
for a while." "Humph!" Although Florence was not happy about it, there
was no other option but to leave. "As soon as they left the room, the
group started muttering. "Say, do you think Old Mr. Nicholson wanted to
talk to Dustin about his will or something?" "I'm not sure. That guy is
great at getting on Old Mr. Nicholson's good side. No matter what, we
need to be careful!" "Ha! I don't understand. James is his biological
grandson, and yet Old Mr. Nicholson favors that guy more. I really don't
know what's wrong with him!" They murmured to each other, expressing
their dissatisfaction. "Oh, that's right. Where's James? Why isn't he
here while Old Mr. Nicholson is sick?" Dahlia scanned the room and
realised her brother was not present. "He went drinking with his friends.
We couldn't get through to his phone. He probably left it on silent
mode," Florence said, shaking her head. "Humph! He only knows how to go
to bars and drink. No sense of responsibility at all!" Dahlia's
expression darkened. With behavior like that, it was no surprise that her
grandfather favored this other guy more than his biological grandson.
"Ms. Nicholson! Something's wrong!" Lyra cried as she arrived in her work
attire. She looked like she was in a rush. "What happened?" Dahlia asked,
confused. "I was notified that your brother started a commotion and got
into a conflict with some people. They started a fight." Everyone was
shocked to hear Lyra's words. "What? Who's got the guts to bully my
son?!" Florence demanded as her blood started to boil upon hearing the
news. She had evidently missed the fact that her son was the one who had
started the fight. 1 "I don't know the details, but I heard that the
other party had many more people. If we don't get there in time to stop
it, James might be in trouble," Lyra added. "Then what are we waiting
for? Let's go help him!" Florence rolled up her sleeves, looking like she
was ready to fight. "He only knows how to
get into trouble. How annoying! Lyra, hurry and get more people to the
bar!" Dahlia instructed. She led the group to the pub. After all, James
was her brother. If he got into trouble, she had to clean up his mess.
Meanwhile, in the other hospital ward, Dustin received a phone call from
Duane. "Hey, Dustin. I found the incredibly rare Panax root that you
asked for. Are you free now? We should meet up and have a chat." 1 "Oh?
Where are you?" "I'm at Enchanted Tavern. I'll wait for you to get here!"
"Alright. I'll be there." Dustin hung up the call, said his goodbyes to
Henry, and headed to his destination. 500- year–old Panax root was
invaluable. Now that Duane had gotten his hands on it, Dustin could not
miss the opportunity. Half an hour later, as Dustin arrived at Enchanted
Tavern, he noticed Dahlia waiting next to her car. "Why are they here?"
Dustin wondered. He was confused, but he did not reach out to them. He
followed a group of people inside.