"Hmph! Dustin got nerves of steel. He actually dared provoke us? He's asking for death!" Alistair's expression was grim, and a murderous glint flashed in his eyes.

These days, the Welchs had mobilized all their resources to turn Rejuvenaid into a hot-selling item.

They flooded the market with advertisements, offers, and discounts. They had invested lots of money into it.

The original plan was to use this opportunity to build its reputation, make substantial profits, and expand their network.

Little did they expect Dustin to spoil their plans from the very beginning. It was infuriating!

"Eleanor, didn't I ask you to deal with Dustin as soon as possible? Why is he still alive?" Joanne suddenly turned to her daughter, her tone scolding.

"I—" Eleanor was at a loss for words. Faced with her mother's sharp gaze, she shifted the responsibility onto Ezra instead.

"Actually, Ezra has been the one handling this matter."

Ezra's lips twitched, and he could only respond in resignation.