"If you promise not to kill me, I'll tell you the truth." Duncan said, at
tempting to negotiate terms.
"No thanks. You can just go die." As
soon as Dustin finished speaking, he stomped his foot hard on Duncan's he
ad
"No-
" Duncan tried to wail before his head exploded into pieces. And just lik
e that, he was dead.
"Mr Rhys, the people outside have been taken care of "
At that moment, two masked martial artists dressed in black garments walk
ed in. They were elite. shadow guards.
"Excellent. Clean this place up, and send the body straight to the Doyle
home," Dustin ordered.
The two exchanged glances, but in the end, they still nodded. "Yes."
Dustin said nothing more. He carried the unconscious Dahlia and briskly w
alked out of the
underground casino.
The moment he stepped out the doors, he noticed a suspicious figure lurki
ng in a corner. It was none other than James, who had managed to escape e
arlier.
"Come out!" Dustin threw a glance over his shoulder.
"Oh, it's just you. You scared me." James couldn't help but let out a bre
ath of relief when he saw
Dustin's face. At the same time, he began to criticize him. "Hey, Rhys, w
hy didn't you come earlier? Don't you know how much danger my sister was
in just now? Also, if you weren't so slow
to come to the rescue, my hand wouldn't have been chopped off. How are yo
u going to compensate
me? I'm telling you, without at least eighteen million dollars, I won't-"
Before he could finish his sentence, Dustin had already raised his hand a
nd slapped him hard
across the face.
James stumbled backward from the impact, almost falling over. His cheek b
egan to swell rapidly.
"Are–
are you crazy? What did you hit me for?!" James cupped his stinging cheek
, his entire body
radiating shock and fury.
"That was for your insolent remarks!"
With a cold face, Dustin raised his hand and gave him another slap. "This
one is for your lack of
repentance!"
Slap! "This one is for your cowardice!"
Slap! "And this one is for throwing Dahlia under the bus!"
Each slap made a loud ringing sound as it landed on James' face. He was s
macked so hard that his head began to spin, and blood began to drip from
his nose and mouth.
His face was so swollen that he now looked like a pig.
"Stop!" Suddenly, an SUV pulled over to the side of the
road, and Florence immediately jumped off the car and dashed over.
Chank Sp
"Mom, you're finally here!" When James saw his mother, he immediately ran
into her arms, crying. He wailed. "That bastard Dustin is crazy! Look at
what he did to my face!"
"Rhys, why did you hit my son?!" Florence flew into a rage.
"Why don't you ask him what he did?" Dustin shouted back.
"No matter what, you can't hit my son!" Florence screamed, glaring at Dus
tin.
"That's right! Hitting people is wrong! Not to mention, why did you have
to beat him so terribly?"
Julie added.
"Terribly? He should be grateful that I didn't slaughter him!" Dustin roa
red with a frigid look.
If James hadn't gotten into trouble in the first place, Dahlia wouldn't h
ave gotten dragged down.
with him.
Even more despicably, that bastard had abandoned his sister and ran for h
is life alone!
"James, what in the world happened? Tell me everything, and I'll make sur
e to do right by you!"
Florence demanded, her face darkening.
"Mom, this is all because of Dustin!" James pointed his finger at Dustin,
gettin
g his side of the story out first. "He colluded with the owner of
the casino to punish me and put me in a crushing gambling debt. Then, he
even lied to Dahlia to get her here, drugged her, and was going to do som
ething to her. I couldn't bear to watch her get hurt, so I risked my safe
ty and tried to stop him. Humiliated, that asshole blew his top and beat
me into a pulp. Look at my face–look at what he
did to me!"
As soon as James finished speaking, Dustin's face instantly turned stormy
.