Are you trying to bribe me with just a villa? What do you take me
for?" Dustin remained indifferent.
"Looks like it's time to get serious." Ms. Larson giggled. "How about
this? I'll let you into some insider information. The abandoned buildings
in Eastville are going to be redeveloped. Your investment will double
tenfold if you can get ahold of them. Of course, how many buildings you
can buy depends on your wealth. The more you buy, the more you'll earn.
With enough capital, you'll easily earn anything between a billion
dollars to eight billion. What do you think? Is the offer attractive
enough?"
Dustin narrowed his eyes. "Ms. Larson, you're very generous, but I
still don't understand why you'd tell me about an opportunity that could
rake in billions?"
It was their first time meeting, yet Ms. Larson was being extremely
generous, even going as far as to offer him a car, a house, and a chance
to hit the jackpot. Although Dustin was quite a good-looking guy, it
wasn't enough to charm every woman in the world. Besides, a rich woman
like her would have met all sorts of men before him, so he couldn't help
but be suspicious of her.
"Didn't I tell you earlier? You caught my eye, and I want to be your
sugar mama." Ms. Larson just continued to smile, her intentions hidden.
"Do you think I'll believe that?" Dustin responded calmly. "I don't
know what tricks you're up to, but
you better not mess around with me. I'm not someone who knows how to
cherish pretty things."
"How interesting." Ms. Larson laughed, her shoulder shaking. "I
didn't expect you to be so on guard, miracle doctor. And here I thought
I'd have a chance in bed with you tonight."
"What?" Dustin frowned. "Who are you?"
"Take a guess." Ms. Larson reached out to cover half of her face,
leaving her twinkling eyes exposed. "Can you tell yet?"
"You!" Dustin's eyes widened as realization dawned.
Her attire might have changed, but her eyes hadn't. The voluptuous
temptress was none other than the Dark Lord's disciple, Azalea!
No wonder she seemed so familiar to her. She was that witch!
"Finally," Azalea Larson smirked. "You didn't expect us to meet again
this way, did you?"
"Were you following me?" Dustin demanded with a frown.
"Nope. I'm just here for a business meeting. Me meeting you here was
pure coincidence." Azalea said with a smile.
"What do you want?" Dustin growled.
"Take a guess." Azalea tilted her head sideways.
"Dustin…" Just then, Dahlia finally returned after wrapping up her
phone call, her expression grave.
"What's wrong?" Dustin was puzzled.
"Some people beat up my mom, and she's in the hospital right now, so
I have to rush over there immediately," Dahlia explained.
"She was beaten up? What happened?" Dustin was surprised.
"I'm not too sure, either. I'll know after going to the hospital."
Dahlia focused her attention on Azalea. "My apologies, Ms. Larson, but
this is an emergency. Would you mind if we continued this discussion on
another day?"
"No problem. You guys should deal with that first." Azalea nodded.
"Thank you for your understanding, Ms. Larson." Dahlia flashed a
polite smile and pulled Dustin out of there.
Azalea's lip curled as she watched the two of them walk away and
mumbled, "What a fine prey. I haven't felt so excited in ages. You'll be
mine."