In the evening, Dustin was focused on drug research at the Peaceful Medical Centre when a silver Bentley rolled to a stop at the entrance. The door opened, and Natasha, dressed in a bodycon silver dress, strutted out, her hips swaying alluringly as she walked. "Dear, I'm here …" She entered the medical center with a sweet smile and took Dustin by his arm. "Let's go! I'll bring you out to have a nice dinner tonight!" "A nice dinner? Where to?" He was curious, but she dragged him into her car without further explanation. "You'll know when we're there." The car cruised at a steady speed down the streets. Forty minutes later, it parked in front of the entrance of a high-end recreational club. "Ms. Harmon, you're here! Please come with me," one of the ushers led the way as the other ushers lined up and bowed to the guests. They shuffled up to the restaurant on the second floor and made their way to a spacious private lounge, where a couple of young men and women had congregated. The

Zeke's jaw dropped to the floor. Not only was Dustin not an alumnus of a prestigious institution, but he also did not attend university. Was he even a good match for Natasha? "Natasha, what's going on? You didn't drag a random man here just to shut us up, did you?" Zoey was displeased, for she believed that a doctor from an ordinary medical center wasn't worthy of sharing a dinner table with their group. "Stop acting funny. Dustin is an expert in medicine and martial arts. You'll know soon." Natasha puffed her chest with a smile. "Natasha, I'm sorry, but you'd be better off dating me if you were giving this doctor a chance," Gordon finally spoke up half-jokingly. He had once pursued Natasha but was turned down. Now that Natasha got her eyes on an ordinary doctor, he started to think he had a chance because he felt that he was way better than Dustin. After all, the Flynn family was one of the elites in Balerno."Right, Natasha, I think Gordon's pretty decent. He stayed single jus

"Guys! Take her!" Under the man's orders, the two bodyguards stepped forward, ready to act. "Hold on!" Zeke stood up suddenly and hissed, "Adriana is my schoolmate. I don't care who you are. You need to get the fuck out right now, or I won't go easy on you!" "That's right! The audacity to take her in our presence!" Gordon slammed the table with an imposing air. Adriana was a rising star, crowned the queen of entertainment, and she rivaled Natasha in the looks department. Of course, the guys would not give up on the opportunity to save the damsel in distress. "Sir, this has nothing to do with you. Stay out of it!" the middle-aged man warned the guys icily. "Hmph! We see it as our business! Get out of here if you don't want to die!" Zeke bellowed at them. "Throw these jerks out!" the middle-aged man roared, and the two bodyguards went to work. Seeing that, Zeke and Gordon confidently took on one bodyguard each. Zeke's style was more of a street gangster's—he ruthlessly hit the

Had it not been for her seniors' protection, Adriana believed she would have fallen into the abyss. "How dare these bastards force you into such filthy deals? That's shameless!" Zeke was indignant after hearing her account. "Hmph! They're just an entertainment agency. How dare they do that to you? Do they think they are above the law?" Gordon fumed and promised, "Adriana, do not worry. We will see this through. No matter who your boss is, we won't go easy on him!" "That's right! We will surely avenge you!" the others chimed in, looking as though they were ready for a battle. "Thank you." Tears of gratitude streamed down Adriana's face. "By the way, Adriana, what's the name of your boss?" Natasha suddenly asked. "I only know that Langford is his last name. I don't know anything else," Adriana answered."Langford?" The friends exchanged glances, and after connecting the dots, they appeared terrified. "That can't be it! Is he from the Langford family of Glenstead?" The aris

Zeke almost toppled over from the slap by the middle-aged man. "You …" Zeke gritted his teeth, a scowl forming on his face after being humiliated in front of everyone. However, his hands were tied because the men outnumbered him and came with the backing of the Langfords. "My friend, let's not burn bridges. What's the point of coming at us?" Gordon frowned and intervened. "Fuck you!" The man grabbed a beer bottle and smashed it on Gordon's head. The beer was everywhere in an instant, and Gordon was bleeding from the head. "That's too much!" Zoey jumped out and protested, "Do you know who you just hit? He's the son of the Flynn family—Gordon Flynn!" "I don't care wherever the fuck he's from. He's dead meat if he gets into trouble with the Langfords." The man was ferocious. Zoey choked on anger. "Y-y-you'd better not be a bully!" "What if I am a bully? Whoever tries to step up today will stand in the firing line!" The man gestured, and his bodyguards drew their swords. Thei

The middle-aged man's expression was unfriendly, "I'm warning you. Don't try to be a hero. Otherwise, I'll break both your legs!" "You can hit anyone but her." Dustin stood in front of Natasha, his gaze calm. "And if I do?" he sneered. "Then I'll cripple you," Dustin smiled. "You must be tired of living, bastard!" The middle-aged man finally erupted in anger. "Get him! I want him beaten mercilessly! I'll take full responsibility if he dies!""Yes, sir!" On his command, the bodyguards stopped holding back, immediately brandishing their knives at Dustin. Dustin slammed one hand on the table, and the knives on the table bounced up. With a wave of his sleeves, sharp whistles were heard. Appearing like hidden weapons, the knives shot straight into the bodyguards' knees. In a blink of an eye, the previously arrogant and intimidating group of bodyguards were taken down. "What?" The middle-aged man's expression shifted upon the scene laid out before him. He'd been around long e

"Don't worry. I started this. I'll make sure not to pull you both down into this mess. Of course, if you're scared, you could leave first. I didn't see a thing," Dustin said casually. A few simple words had made them feel indignant, and their faces burned, especially from the looks the three women were giving them. It was humiliating to be looked down on by an ordinary doctor. "You're dead meat, punk! All of you are dead meat!" The middle-aged man got up from the floor with a disheveled appearance. "Say that again? Who's dead meat?" Dustin gave him another slap. "You—" Before he could speak, another heavy slap landed on his face. With a grunt, finally, he fainted from the attacks. Zoey and the rest of them watched in shock. They couldn't believe Dustin was merciless and dared attack with such force, even though he knew the other party was from the Langford family. He must really not value his life! "Weakling." Dustin dusted his hands, feeling unsatisfied. "Dustin! Do yo

Zoey was ecstatic and chimed in, "Adriana, there's hope! As long as Gordon convinces Mr. Langford, I'm sure you'll be safe then." "That's great. Thanks, Gordon!" As Adriana thanked him profusely, her cleavage came into full view. "It's nothing. I'm just helping out a friend." Gordon waved his hand like it was a minor issue. "Alright, since we've resolved the matter, let's go for a few more rounds of drinks," Zeke said, calling up his driver and ushering them into his car. Just as they were about to depart, more than ten black SUVs screeched to a halt in front of the restaurant, surrounding it entirely. As the doors opened, a group of fighters with batons in hand got off and barged into the restaurant with a murderous look. "Dang! Weren't those the Langfords' men?" Zeke's eye twitched, and he was inexplicably nervous. He thought they were lucky to have left in time. If they had been slower by even two minutes, they probably wouldn't have been able to escape then. "Natasha, w

Dahlia put on a calm front even though she felt hurt from the icy glare Dustin was giving her. "Dustin, I just didn't want you to get into trouble. I didn't do it so you can feel indebted to me," she said nonchalantly. "I don't think what happens to me is any of your business." "I know you hate me. I know I've wronged you too. I'll try my best to make it up to you in the future." "Make it up to me?" Dustin scoffed, "Oh, Dahlia, you think too highly of yourself. Do you think I actually care?" "Then what do you care about? Or perhaps, is there anything you need help on?" she asked tentatively. "Sorry. I don't need anything. I just need you to get far away from me," Dustin responded. "Do you hate me that much?" Dahlia frowned. She felt an inexplicable stabbing pain in her chest. "Yeah. You played me like a dog. Am I supposed to put on a pitiful dog act to please you?" Dustin mocked. "I'm sorry …" Dahlia took in a deep breath, but, in the end, she could only lower her head.

After sending Natasha home, Dustin returned to Peaceful Medical Center. At the same time, a black vehicle came to a quiet stop at a corner not far away. As the doors opened, a few masked assassins clad in black outfits approached the building slowly, and they all had silenced guns in their hands. They were well-trained and worked well together as they surrounded the entire Peace Medical Center without saying a word, blocking all entrances."Forward—" The leader made a gesture, and the men to the left of him nodded. They were just about to break in when the doors opened with a creak. A warm, yellow light shone out from the inside."Since you're already here, there's no need to sneak around. Please, come in." They heard a cold, impassive voice from the inside.The masked assassins' expressions shifted slightly. Looking through the door slit, they saw Dustin leisurely sipping his liquor while seated on a chair. They even noticed a simple meal set out on the table. He appeared calm. The