“Azalea?” Natasha arched her brow. “Do you know her?”
“If I guessed it right, it was her who disguised herself as Celeste,” Dustin said. The fragrance lingering on the silver hairpin was exactly the same as that of the woman from that day.
“It’s her?” Natasha frowned slightly. “Could it be she’s the one behind this?”
“We’ll know more about it after I meet up with her tonight.” Dustin narrowed his eyes. Since that person had invited him out, it was clear that she must have known something.
“This woman is full of guile and good at using poison. Do you think this is a trap?” Natasha was worried.
“Don’t worry. Even if it’s a lion’s den, I’ll be able to come out unscathed.” Dustin smiled faintly. “No, it’s too dangerous for you to go alone. I’ll send a group of shadow guards to protect you,” Natasha’said with a solemn expression.
The Dark Lord’s disciple was nowhere near kind. Natasha didn’t want Dustin to risk his life. With how insistent she was, Dustin didn’t refuse her anymore. “Okay.”
As a retro–style restaurant, Lilyrius Restaurant was usually lively. However, it seemed surprisingly deserted that night.
After getting out of the car, Dustin entered the restaurant and looked around. There was no customer. He casually chose a seat next to the window and enjoyed his drink while waiting for Azalea to show up.
“Quick! Go and catch the person inside!” At that time, several SUVS roared and pulled up outside the restaurant. Equipped with weapons, a group of black–clad, masked men got out of the cars and rushed into the place fiercely.
When the man in the lead saw Dustin, he took several steps forward and jammed his machete into the table. “You’re Dustin?” Steven Lewis asked maliciously.
“You’ve been following me for half an hour. You can’t possibly still not know who I am, can you?” Dustin held his cup, looking calm.
He had sensed that he was being watched the moment he stepped out of the Harmon residence. However, instead of alerting the other party, he kept quiet about it to see who was behind it.
Steven smirked. “You’ve got some guts. I didn’t expect you to be so composed.”
“Who are you? What do you want to do?” Dustin demanded.
“I heard that you have the flower of Crimson Gem. Hand it over, and I’ll spare your life today,” Steven said. He had been keeping a close watch over the Harmon residence for two days to catch
him.
“Flower of Crimson Gem? You’re someone from the Grant family?” Dustin raised his eyebrow. Only a few people knew that he had the flower, and Jayla was one of them.
“Hmph! Cut the crap! Are you giving or not?” Steven’s face darkened.
“No.” Dustin gulped down his drink.
“Then, you’re just asking for death!” Steven flew into a rage and was about to launch an attack on
Dustin.
Right then, a charming female voice floated across the air. “Have you asked for my permission to make a scene at my place?”
When everyone looked over, they saw a veiled woman in skimpy clothes slowly descending the stairs.
Although her face couldn’t be seen clearly, her body figure was extremely hot and seductive–well- developed breasts, curvy buttocks, and a slim waist. She looked like a masterpiece, especially when she walked with her hips wiggling, exuding her alluring charm.
The group of men in black were stunned. With their eyes lit up, they couldn’t help but swallow their saliva repeatedly.
