"Don't kill me! I'll talk!" The leader of the assassins was scared
out of his wits. He divulged every detail, not daring to leave any stone
unturned. He revealed the person who hired him and even their
whereabouts. He spilled everything.
Dustin nodded after he was done listening and dealt with the
assassins, before leaving the building once again. While others often
took their time seeking revenge, Dustin sought his revenge the very same
day. Otherwise, he would lose sleep over it.
In the meantime, in the bathtub of a luxurious hotel, the whitehaired young man, Wilson White, was speaking to Luis on the phone.
"Don't worry, Mr. Langford, my men are skilled. They won't leave a
trace. From tomorrow onwards, you will never see that punk again."
"That'll be best. I don't wish for any surprises tomorrow."
"Of course, I assure you everything will go smoothly, and you'll be
bringing that beauty home without a hitch." He grinned.
"Alright, that's all. That woman won't let me touch her. I need to
get another woman to satisfy my desires."
Wilson chuckled. "Then, I won't disturb your fun."
After a few more exchanges of words, he hung up. He then put on a
robe and walked out of the bathroom. "Hey, beautiful, I'm coming!"
Wilson was smiling happily, prepared to make love to a beautiful
model he met today. However, he froze as he entered the bedroom. The
model was missing, there was only a man seated on the bed. That man was
Dustin!
"H-how are you here?" Wilson's expression changed. Didn't he already
send the assassins? Why was he still alive?
"Your men are dead. And it's your turn now. Any last words?" He spoke
lazily.
Wilson's eye twitched, and he screamed at Dustin, putting up a front,
"I'm warning you, punk! You better not try anything. I'm with the
Langford family!"
"I know. So what?" Dustin was stone-faced.
"If you dare touch me, not only you but all of your family and
friends will be doomed!" Wilson -threatened.
"It's always the same script. Can't you come up with something new?"
Dustin reached out and grabbed him in a chokehold, lifting him by his
neck.
"Ugh… Wilson couldn't breathe, and his face turned red. He shook in
fear as he felt he was close to death's door.
"Don't! Don't kill me… I'll tell you a secret!" William panicked
after seeing Dustin's murderous gaze and started begging for his life
instead.
"Oh? What secret? Let's hear it." Dustin raised his eyebrow,
intrigued.
"I don't think you know the real reason Dahlia is marrying Luis. It
isn't for material wealth. She was forced!" Wilson released a bombshell.
Dustin's eyebrows knitted together. "Explain! What do you mean?"
William pointed at Dustin's fingers. Dustin loosened his grip
slightly, Out of breath, William finally spoke, "To get Dahlia by his
side, Luis set up a trap and painted James as a murderer. He not only
threatened to send her brother to jail, but he also threatened to send
you back to prison. She only gave in to the marriage because of you."
Dustin felt like he was struck by lightning with this revelation. He
had misunderstood her. He'd thought she married into a wealthy family for
power and wealth. But it turned out, she was only sacrificing herself for
his safety.
At that moment, he felt a pang of regret. He regretted not getting
the story straight, and he regretted slapping her.
"Dahlia, oh, Dahlia … Why are you so foolish?" He clenched his jaw
and left the place immediately.