“There’s no need to be nervous. I know it has nothing to do with you, but your men have a hand in it” Dustin emphasized.
“I understand. I’ll investigate it immediately. Please hold on!” Caius took action right away.
Soon after, he dragged the well-dressed, portly man before Dustin. The man was covered in bruises
“Sir Rhys, he’s behind this incident. You can ki ll him or torture him in any way you wish. If you don’t wish to get your hands di rty, I’ll do it for you.
“Sir Rhys, don’t kil l me. It has nothing to do with me. Someone offered me money to detain you. Please spare my life!” The portly man panicked. He knelt on the floor, bowing down repeatedly. He bowed so hard that his head began to bleed from the impact.
“Who gave you the order?” Dustin questioned.
“The Killians… It was Gavin Killian!” the portly man confessed hastily.
“It really was him.” Dustin narrowed his eyes. His suspicions had been confirmed.
“Mr. Roswell, please arrange a ride for me,” Dustin requested.
“No problem. Where would you like to go, Sir Rhys?” Caius asked with his head lowered.
“Viridian Hotel,” Dustin said.
“Right away!” Caius waved his hand as a signal, and a military jeep arrived immediately.
“By the way, Mr. Adler,” Dustin suddenly looked back at the skinny old man. “If you have nowhere to go, seek out Nelson Horst from the Kirin Gang. He’ll take care of your needs.”
“Thank you, Sir Rhys!” Everyone bowed deeply upon hearing Dustin’s words, expressing their respect for him.
Dustin nodded in acknowledgment. Without another word, he swiftly left in the car. Since Gavin had made a move against him, he naturally had to respond in kind.
Night fell quickly. A group of high-ranking officials was gathered inside the banquet hall of Viridian Hotel. They were immersed in the pleasures of drinking and conversation.
On the second floor, Gavin leaned against the railing with a wine glass in hand. He gazed down upon the guests passing by with an air of superiority.
A handsome and dignified man stood beside him. It was none other than Tyler Grant.
“Tyler, I’ve taken care of the task you entrusted to me. That Dustin brat won’t be seeing the light of day ever again,” Gavin said with a sly smile.
“Thanks, Gavin.” Tyler nodded slightly and raised his glass, clinking it with Gavin’s. Having similar backgrounds and being of the same age, the two were considered colleagues. They developed a strong friendship over time.
“Tyler, dealing with that brat should have been a piece of cake, given your influence. Why bother going through so much trouble?” Gavin was perplexed.
“I could easily ki ll him if I wanted to. But that would be boring. Let’s keep him alive for a while and have some fun.” Tyler brought his glass to his lips and took a sip.
Although Dustin seemed insignificant, he could play a crucial role when needed. For example, he had a hold on Natasha.
“Forget about it. He’s not worth mentioning.” Gavin waved his hand dismissively and continued with a smirk, “Oh, by the way, I came across a remarkably beautiful lady recently. Once I get my hands on her, do you want in on the fun?”
“Oh? What kind of woman has caught your attention?” Tyler expressed his surprise.
“She’s from the Glenstead Nicholsons’. I guess you could consider her a young lady from a wealthy background.
As Gavin spoke, his eyes suddenly shifted toward the entrance. “There she is,” he said as a wicked smile played on his lips.
