When Sir Anderson showed up, everyone thought Dustin was
done for. To their surprise, nothing dramatic happened when Sir Anderson
saw Dustin. Instead, they chatted amicably like they were old friends.
The Cobra was appalled by this turn of events. Even Florence and the
others were stunned. "This can't be for real, right? Could he really know
Sir Anderson?" "My goodness, who is that man? How could he and Sir
Anderson be talking like buddies?" The crowd gossiped in hushed voices,
obviously taken aback. *S–Sir Anderson–you know him?" The Cobra gulped.
He was slightly panicked and at a loss. 'Dustin is Natasha's friend. What
gave you the nerve to offend him?" Duane's expression grew colder by the
second. "Huh? Ms. Harmon's friend?" The Cobra got the fright of his life.
Natasha Harmon wasn't just one of Swinton's big guns, she had the support
of Millburg's aristocrats. She was as prominent a figure as Sir Anderson
himself. What's more, Natasha was a very protective person. Anyone who
dared to offend her friends was doomed to face ruthless revenge! "Sir
Anderson, I–1- the Cobra stuttered. "Pack it up and stop being a baby.
Apologize to Dustin, and whatever happened will be forgotten." Duane
waved his hand. "Okay, okay…" The Cobra nodded repeatedly and bowed to
Dustin. "Mr. Rhys, I'm terribly sorry. I didn't know who you were and
offended you. I hope you'll let this slide and forgive me this once."
"You're exaggerating. As long as you won't take revenge," said Dustin
plainly. "I wouldn't dare…" The Cobra kept wiping away his sweat as he
said, "From now on, you and your friends will be treated as our VIPs.
Everything will be on the house!" His humble response shocked the crowd.
Who would have thought that the Cobra, who was so villainous just a
moment before, would apologize so humbly the next? "Dustin, let's have a
chat. This way." Duane wasn't joking. He stretched out a hand in
invitation and led the way to the office on the second floor. The moment
they left, the entire bar erupted! *I… I wasn't just seeing things, was
I? Did that fool just talk to Sir Anderson like the best of pals?" James
asked in disbelief. After all, Sir Anderson was the Cobra's backer. He
could turn Swinton upside down with a lift of his finger. "If I'm
guessing right, Ms. Harmon must have something to do with their
acquaintance." Dahlia suggested, her senses returning quickly. She had heard Sir Anderson mention Natasha Harmon. It was
undeniable that he had spared Dustin for the sake of the Harmon family's
reputation. "You must be right! It has to be! How else can a small fry
like him know such a big shot?" James nodded fervently. I "Hmph! I
thought he had some real potential, but it turns out that he was just
putting on a show by relying on someone else's influence!" Florence
huffed, displeased. "A man should have a spine. How can a man always
count on a woman to back him up?" Dahlia shook her head in
disappointment. Climbing the ranks by kissing up to someone looked grand
on the surface, but it was just a quick taste of heaven. It would never
last long. "What a lucky bastard!" Matt's expression was stormy, and his
gaze stung with disdain. It was already shameful enough getting slapped
by the Cobra earlier, but now, Dustin's glory had made him look even more
pathetic in comparison. He could not accept that a good–for–nothing like
Dustin had outshone him! Meanwhile, in the office on the second floor,
Dustin sat across from Duane while the Cobra served them.