"What are you talking about?" Dustin tightened his grip around
Azalea's neck, suffocating her so hard that her face flushed.
Without feeling any ounce of fear, Azalea smiled and said in a hoarse
voice, "If I die, not only you won't be able to catch the murderer, but
Natasha will also suffer. You'd better think about it properly."
"Are you threatening me?" When Dustin narrowed his eyes, a touch of
murderous intent was laced in his gaze.
"I dare not. This is just my advice to you." Azalea curled up the
corners of her lips.
"What exactly do you want?" Dustin demanded coldly.
Instead of saying anything, Azalea pointed at her neck.
Her message was loud and clear.
With a slight frown, Dustin still let go of her neck.
Azalea slumped down on the floor in an instant and panted heavily.
"It hurts. Miracle doctor, I was just joking. Why did you have to be so
rough?"
"I have no time to joke with you. You'd better tell me everything
that you know." He shot her a piercing glare.
"Fine. Since you want to know about it so badly, I'll just tell you
the truth." Patting her clothes, Azalea sat beside him and took a sip of
his drink. "You've guessed it right. Hector is framed, and the one behind
this is the Grant family."
"The Grant family?" Dustin raised his brow. "Where is the evidence?
How am I supposed to know that you're not lying?"
This woman in front of him was too unpredictable. He couldn't bring
himself to believe her.
"What's the point of lying to you?" Azalea rolled her eyes.
"Do you even need a reason to tell a lie?" Dustin's expression was
frosty.
"You know me well!" She chuckled. "But I'm telling the truth this
time, and I even have the murderer's location with me."
"Where?"
"A hidden safe house." With a flick of her wrist, a piece of paper
fell on the table. "Here's the address."
Dustin took a look at it. "Is this the real address?"
"You have my word. However, I can only guarantee you that the
murderer will be there for an hour. After that, the murderer will move to
a different place," Azalea said.
Dustin nodded his head, his expression relaxing as he lowered his
guard slightly. Judging from Azalea's body language, she didn't seem like
she was lying. As long as he could catch the culprit, Hector would
probably be safe.
"By the way, you said that Natasha was in danger. What do you mean by
that?" Dustin suddenly asked.
"Do you want to know? Lift my veil, then." Azalea smiled
meaningfully.
"What's so hard about that?" He reached out and grabbed her veil,
slowly pulling it upward.
"Oh, I forgot to tell you that there is a rule in my family; whoever
lifts up my veil will have to marry me."
"You're crazy!" Startled, Dustin immediately withdrew his hand.
Fortunately, he had only pulled it up halfway through, so he didn't
manage to get a clear look at her face.
"Scared? What a boring man you are!" Azalea teased, grinning from ear
to ear.
"Childish!" Dustin snorted and turned around to leave.
"She's too good at playing with people's minds," Dustin thought.
"Hold on," Azalea called out to him. "Miracle doctor, why are you in
such a hurry? Actually, I have spies at the Grant residence. Not long
ago, I received news that someone wanted to harm Natasha. Those who
followed you earlier were just the beginning of their plan. The Grant
family's real target is Natasha."
When Dustin heard what she said, he stopped his steps all of a sudden
and looked at her. "The Harmon residence is heavily guarded now. It's not
easy for the Grants to barge in."
"True enough, but what about luring the target away?" Azalea quirked
her lips.
"What do you mean?" He frowned.
"Well, if I'm someone from the Grant family, I can simply find a
reason to lure Natasha to leave the house." Azalea shot him a half-smile.
Right then, Dustin felt a wave of uneasiness.
At the moment, the Harmon family was leaderless, and on top of that,
it was in a mess.