After hanging up, Dustin began to clean the medical center with Caitlyn.
Although she didn't let out a word of complaint, Dustin could tell that t
he death of her pet cat had taken a huge toll on her.
Her eyes were constantly red, and she was trying her hardest to cry witho
ut making a sound.
This young woman had had such a tough life that she lived so pitifully an
d carefully that she didn't even dare to cry.
She was such a good kid that it tugged at Dustin's heartstrings.
The two of them worked together for a long time before the medical center
was finally clean.
After a few moments, a silver Bentley pulled up at the entrance.
The door opened, and Natasha got out of the car, dressed in a red dress.
"Ms. Harmon?" When Caitlyn spotted Natasha, she immediately greeted her.
"Come on, Caitlyn, I've told you many times that you don't need to be so
formal with me. You can just treat me
as your sister." Natasha smiled, patting Caitlyn's head.
"Okay." Caitlyn nodded obediently, but it would take some time for her to
act casually with Natasha.
"Ms. Harmon, what can I do for you?"
Dustin walked over to Natasha from inside the medical center.
"Can't I come to see you without a reason?" Natasha raised her eyebrows.
"Of course not. You can come whenever you like, and I'll always welcome y
ou." Dustin smiled.
"Hehe… That's more like it." Natasha smiled gently. "Come on, let's have
lunch together today. I'll introduce
you to a big shot."
"A big shot? Who is it?" Dustin was curious.
"You'll know if you come." Then, Natasha called out, "Caitlyn, come, let'
s go eat together."
"I won't go this time. I want to stay and take care of Mr. Jones." Caitly
n shook her head.
"In that case, that's fine. I'll have Dustin bring some food back for you
."
o the car.
Natasha didn't force Caitlyn to tag along. Instead, she just tugged Dusti
n into
20 minutes later, the car pulled to a stop in front of the entrance to A'
roma.
A'roma was a high–
class Stonian restaurant that was also one of the Harmon family's busines
ses,
Natasha would usually choose this place whenever she invited important gu
ests for a meal.
The two of them walked up to the second floor and sat down at a table by
the window.
Through the window, they had an amazing view of the garden outside.
"Ms. Harmon, I think you can tell me who we're meeting now, right?" Dusti
n asked again.
"Roderick Brooks
of Millsburg. Have you heard of him?" Natasha said, smiling lightly.
"Roderick Brooks? He sounds familiar." Dustin gave it some thought.
"Roderick is the chairman of the Riversouth Bank and a renowned tycoon in
Millsburg. Apparently, he controls one–
third of the cash flow in Millsburg. That's how he got his nickname. Big
Bucks Brooks," Natasha explained.
"Oh, so it's him…" Dustin nodded. He was getting a rough idea of this per
son.
"It's not known to others, but Big Bucks Brooks is actually suffering fro
m an illness. He's seen many doctors. but none of them could cure him. I
heard that you're an excellent healer, so I invited you here to meet him.
I think he'll be here soon," Natasha explained.
As the two were talking, a female voice suddenly sounded from behind them
. "Why, isn't it Ms. Harmon?"
Turning her head, Natasha saw an elegant woman dressed up to the nines in
an extravagant custom–
made evening gown walking toward her, carrying a Hermes handbag.
"Oh, it's you, Mrs. Brooks. Where's Mr. Brooks?" Natasha glanced
left and right.
"What, do you miss my Roderick that much? Ever since the last time you sa
w him, your heart is still set on him, huh?" Chloe Marshall said sarcasti
cally.
She had never liked Natasha.
On the one hand, it was because they were business competitors.
On the other hand, it was because Natasha was an
outstanding individual.
Not only was she born into a wealthy family, but she was also gorgeous, a
nd her business was booming.
This made her very jealous.
Especially after she learned that Natasha had frequent contact with her h
usband, she felt even more
threatened.
Hence, she had to establish dominance!
"Mrs. Brooks, you must
have misunderstood me. Mr. Brooks and I only talk about business," Natash
a said
indifferently.
"Oh, talking about business, are you? You want to talk about business in
his bed, don't you?" Chloe's smile
turned cold.
"Ms. Harmon, it's not a good habit to constantly be lusting after the nex
t best thing. You're already keeping a gigolo, so why are you still think
ing about my Roderick? Everyone says you're as pure as the driven snow, b
ut I don't think so. If I remember right, Ms. Harmon, you're almost 28 ye
ars old, right? This gigolo looks to be in his
early twenties. In that case, aren't you a cougar?"
She deliberately raised her voice to draw the attention of the people aro
und her, letting them hear her words.
She was trying to damage Natasha's reputation.
Natasha merely frowned lightly in response.
If she didn't have a good relationship with Roderick, she would have gone
up there and given her two tight. slaps.
"Where did this witch come from? Are you sick in the head?" At that momen
t, Dustin couldn't stop himself from speaking up. "If you are, then walk
out the door, turn left, and go to the hospital to get your head checked.
Don't bother those of us eating here."
"You gigolo, do you know who I am? How dare you talk to me like that?!" C
hloe whipped her head to glare at him furiously.
"Does it matter who you are?" Dustin scanned her up and down. "You're dre
ssed like a person, yet you bark like a dog. Whenever you open your mouth
, shit comes out. Your mouth stinks. You should go and brush your teeth,
not make us gag here!"
"You
How dare you insult me?!" Chloe widened her eyes, shocked and enraged.
She was the wife of Big Bucks Brooks!
Everyone kissed the ground she walked on.
However, this gigolo had the guts to insult her to her face. He really ha
d huge balls!
"So what if I insult you? If you keep humiliating Natasha, I'll slap you.
You'd better believe it!" At that moment. Dustin had a domineering expre
ssion.
Meanwhile, Natasha looked at the scene with a tender gaze, cupping her ch
eek with one hand. There was a blissful smile on her face.
"Gigolo, I demand you get on your
knees and apologize at once! Or else, there will be consequences!" Chloe
was steaming out of her ears.
"Get on my knees and apologize? Are you worthy?" Dustin snickered.
"Also, don't say I didn't warn you, but you really should head to the hos
pital for a check–up. You're really sick!"
"You're the sick one! Your entire family is sick!" Chloe gritted her teet
h..
"Don't believe me? Then let me ask you this–
have you been experiencing
headaches, fever, weakness in the limbs, occasional nausea, and difficult
y breathing these days?" Dustin asked indifferently.
"Yes, but so what? I just have a cold!" At first, Chloe was stunned, but
she quickly stuck her nose in the air again.
"A cold? Heh… You're quite the optimistic person." Dustin shook his head.
"I can see that you have shortness of breath, the lymph nodes in your ne
ck are swollen, you look lethargic, and you have a rash on your body. If
my guess isn't wrong, then I think you have Acquired Immunodeficiency Syn
drome."
"The what syndrome?" Chloe was dumbfounded.
"Acquired Immunodeficiency Syndrome, or AIDS for short."