It was evening, and Dustin was sitting in the living room of Enchanting V
illa, engrossed in a book, when
Abigail suddenly rushed down the stairs.
"Uncle! I need your help with something urgent! Will you accompany me som
ewhere? Abigail leaned in, acting secretive.
"Where do you want to go?" Dustin's curiosity was piqued.
"It's a secret. You'll find out
once we get there." Abigail playfully dodged the question.
"If you don't tell me, I won't go." Dustin firmly declined.
"Well will you come with me if I tell you?" Abigail frowned.
"It depends on the situation." Dustin shrugged.
"Alright, I'll tell you. My friend is celebrating her birthday tonight, a
nd we've planned to have some fun together,
Abigail revealed with a mischievous smile.
"What does your friend's birthday have to do with me? I'm not going." Dus
tin rolled his eyes.
"Hey! You're not keeping your word! You just promised me earlier!" Abigai
l became a bit anxious.
"I said it depends on the situation. I didn't promise you anything."
"You, you, you… you're being unfair!" Abigail stomped her foot in frustra
tion.
"Listen, young lady. I'd rather quietly read my book than join you youngs
ters." Dustin waved his hand dismissively.
"I'm giving you an opportunity here! Do you know that my friend is a cele
brity? She's gorgeous." Abigail tried to tempt him.
"I've seen plenty of
beautiful girls. I'm not interested." Dustin shook his head.
"Hey! Are you even a man? You're not interested in women at all?" Abigail
bit her lip and snatched the book. from Dustin's hand. "Uncle, please, c
an't you do it for me? If you don't go, I won't be able to go cither!"
"Wait. Why does it matter if I go or not? You can go without me." Dustin
was speechless.
"You don't believe me, huh? Follow me then." Without waiting for a respon
se, Abigail grabbed Dustin's hand and pulled him towards the exit. Howeve
r, when they reached the front door, Edmund suddenly appeared and blocked
their way with a somewhat menacing look.
"You see that now?" Abigail turned her gaze toward Dustin as if saying, "
See, this is why I can't leave."
Whenever she wanted to go out at night, her father would appear like a gh
ost, and there was no escaping him.
"Um…" Dustin was momentarily speechless.
"Abigail, you're going out again at this
late hour? Wasn't the lesson from last time enough?" Edmund sald sternly.
"Hey, hold on! Get it straight! It's not me who wants to go out. It's thi
s guy here, and I'm just accompanying him," Abigail lied without batting
an eye.
"Mr. Rhys, are you going somewhere?" Edmund was slightly stunned, but soo
n, his expression softened.
"Sort of." Dustin forced a smile.
"Did you hear that? Uncle said he's feeling bored at home and wants me to
take him out for a stroll. Are you going to stop him?" Abigail spoke col
dly. With that arrogant demeanor, she seemed to be leveraging Dustin's pr
esence.
"It Mr. Rhys wants to go out, of course, I won't stop him. But please be
careful and avoid crowded places." Edmund squeezed a smile.
"Understood. You can step aside now, and don't dampen Uncle's mood."
With that, Abigail forcefully dragged Dustin away.
She immediately showed her true colors once they were out of Edmund's sig
ht. "Uncle, I didn't expect you to be so useful. It seems I'll have to ma
ke good use of you as my tool in the future."
"Just listen to what you're saying." Dustin responded impatiently. "Eithe
r study diligently or practice martial arts seriously. Don't wander aroun
d aimlessly all the time and waste your great talent."
"Uncle, I've been training all day. Don't you understand the importance o
f work–
life balance? I should at least take a break, right?" Abigail raised her
head proudly. "Considering that you helped me once, I'll treat you to som
ething tonight!"
Dustin shook his head and couldn't be bothered to argue with her.