"I thought you guys love to laugh at others. Why aren't you laughing now?
" After Dustin displayed his Consultant Badge, he openly confronted those
who had looked down upon him.
Dylan, Kate, and Natasha's friends gaped at the sight of the silver Consu
ltant Badge on the table. They were smiling no more. After all, a Consult
ant Badge from the Hill family was a rare treasure coveted by many. With
that badge in hand, one would have the backing of the Hill family, which
also came with the perks of accessing and utilizing the family resources.
It was not an understatement to describe the badge as priceless!
However, it raised another question–
how did the badge end up in Dustin's possession? Was he telling the truth
when he said that he had saved Sir Paul's life? At the thought, everyone
looked at
Dustin differently.
"T–that's impossible! Why would you have the Consultant
Badge from the Hill family?" Kate was still reeling from the shock, even
though she was rather doubtful.
"I explained it clearly to you earlier, and I don't want to repeat myself
," Dustin brushed her off coldly. He wouldn't have displayed the badge if
Dylan and Kate hadn't harrassed Natasha.
"Kate Harmon, what do you say? Is there anything wrong with my boyfriend
now?" Natasha couldn't resist taking a jab at Kate after she regained her
confidence. She finally had the chance to relieve her frustration from b
eing ridiculed and bullied just now.
"Hmph! Don't get ahead of yourselves! The Consultant Badge means nothing!
" Kate's face
scrunched up into a scowl.
"Exactly!" Dylan chimed in, "How did you get your hands on the Consultant
Badge of the Hill family with your social standing? I bet the
badge is a fake!"
"A fake?" Everyone exchanged cautious glances. It was public knowledge th
at the badge represented the Hill family. Whoever faked it would be court
ing death.
"Dylan, that's ridiculous!" Natasha glared at him. "The Hill family crest
is clearly engraved on the badge. Everyone sees it clearly. How can this
be a fake?"
"Can't you fake a family
crest?" Dylan boastfully assumed, "It's just a silver badge. I can get a
duplicate with ten thousand dollars. What's so special about it?"
"That's a load of bull. No one would fake the Consultant Badge of the Hil
l family!" Natasha argued.
"Dustin Rhys was bold enough to face Tyler Grant. Faking a badge is child
's play for him." Dylan
chuckled
"Nonsense! And what proof do you have?" Natasha roared at him.
"Do you want proof? Fine." Dylan grinned and picked up the badge from the
table. He gave it a
squeeze with his hand, and the silver badge cracked as it contorted into
the shape of a silver bar.
Dustin frowned at Dylan's act, while Natasha yelled, aghast, "Hey, what a
re you doing?"
Ignoring the two, Dylan showed off the crushed silver badge. "Everyone kn
ows that the Hill family Consultant Badge is made of special bulletproof,
waterproof, and fireproof materials. But look at this thing. It falls ap
art like jelly when you squeeze it. How can this be authentic?"