“That’s right! The Hill family’s Consultant Badge is as hard as steel. Only a counterfeit would be that brittle! Kate supported Dylan’s claim, and everyone else nodded in realization. “So, it’s a fake after all. That gave me a good shock.”
“This guy knows no shame! I can’t believe he created a counterfeit badge just for show. He’s too much!” “Hmph! It’s fortunate that Sir Dylan was smart enough to see through him. Otherwise, we’d all have been fooled!”
Most of the crowd started berating Dustin. They trusted a wealthy son more than a lowly commoner. It was ironic how a successful person could blabber nonsense, and it would be taken as the absolute truth. While that same person, before becoming successful, could tell the absolute truth, and his words would be treated as garbage.
Dustin spoke to Dylan coldly, “Dylan Harmon, have you thought of the consequences of destroying the Consultant Badge and distorting the truth in public?”
“The consequences? Ha! You’re the one tricking people with counterfeit items. I’m just doing what is right,” Dylan countered righteously.
“That’s right! We’ve been kind enough to not hold you accountable. How dare you start a fuss with us?” Kate snorted.
“Hey, don’t push it, you two!” Natasha was getting angry. Naturally, she had complete trust in Dylan. That was why she was certain Dylan was distorting the truth earlier and slandering Dustin on purpose.
“Alright, that’s enough. We’re all family. It’s not a good look to be fighting here.” Trent intervened at the right time. It would be an embarrassment to the Harmons if their children broke out into a fight in front of their esteemed guests.
“I’m going to put this matter aside on behalf of my uncle, Dustin.” Dylan walked up to Dustin and passed him the ruined Consultant Badge. He mocked him, saying, “Here, take your fake badge back.”
“You know very well if it’s fake or not.” Dustin was indifferent.
Dylan chuckled and whispered in his ear, “Does it even matter? My words carry weight here. It’s a fake if I say so. It doesn’t matter if you feel wronged, Fucking keep it in. The world revolves around power and position, brat. A loser like you will only be worthy of being trampled by me. Remember, you’re just an ant. Act like one. There are people you can’t afford to offend, so suck it up!” Near the end, Dylan gave up the pretense as his lips gradually widened into a winner’s smile. “My, my … You’re not about to cry, are you? Please don’t cry, or I’ll be laughing my ass off.”
Dustin narrowed his eyes. “People like you truly deserve a beating.”
“What? Are you angry? Come on, I’m right here. Why don’t you hit me? Do you dare?” Dylan said provokingly.
“I’m just going to dirty my hands if I hit you. But not to worry. I’ll make you pay,” Dustin said
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nonchalantly.
“You’re going to make me pay? Oh, I’m looking forward to it. What are you planning on doing?” Dylan chuckled teasingly.
Instead of responding directly, Dustin patted Dylan’s shoulder. He said calmly, “You’ll find out
soon enough.”
Dylan sneered. “Alright! I’ll be waiting. I’m curious to see what tricks you have up your sleeves.”
“Dylan, there’s no need to waste your breath on him. Let’s go back to our seats.” Kate glanced at Dustin, her expression full of disdain.
“Kate, someone is threatening me. I’m so scared… Hahahaha!” Dylan first put on a terrified, shaking act before dissolving into a loud cackle. However, his laughter suddenly ceased, and he froze; his expression betrayed his pain. He crumpled to the floor, blood spurting out of his mouth, and his body convulsed as his eyes rolled back in his head
