Chapter: 121
“Trouble?” Natasha chuckled.
“Well, they used to call me Black Widow. Venomous and deadly, apparently.
What’s this trivial matter got on me?”
“Well, isn’t that phenomenal?” Dustin raised a brow.
“But of course! Are you interested in finding out?”
“Finding out? How?” Natasha chuckled yet again. With a sultry grin, she leaned into Dustin and whispered into his ear.
“Come over to my room tonight. I’ll show you.”
And then, she pulled away, biting her lower lip. That was no mistaking it for anything but seduction.
Dustin kept quiet and pretended not to hear her. His eyelid twitched. This woman was really something ,seducing him in broad daylight.
Meanwhile, Duane’s chest was hurting so much that he rushed to the hospital as quickly as he could.
“Quick! Get a doctor!”
Following Duane’s bodyguard’s rude barks, a group of doctors rushed to the emergency ward to tend to him. However, after going through a series of tests, the doctors came to the astonishing conclusion that there was absolutely nothing wrong with Duane. He was perfectly fine.
“Sir, are you sure that you are experiencing pain in your chest?” a doctor asked.
“Why the fuck would I be lying about it?” Duane replied none too kindly.
“Fuck it! I’m so close to spasming from the damned pain! Why would I be lying?” he thought.
“Well, the thing is, we are unable to diagnose the issue. Why don’t you get a consultation from another hospital?”
“You bunch of worthless morons!” Duane left after spewing profanities. Without a moment to waste, he hurried to two other renowned hospitals. Still, their conclusions were the same: He was perfectly healthy and nothing was wrong with him.
“How could this be?” Duane grabbed at his chest, pale–faced with sweat running down his face. The worst part was that the pain was intensifying as time went on. It was as though he would never see the end of it. He had been practicing martial arts for many, many years, and he believed himself to be tough and resilient. But the excruciating pain he was going through was simply intolerable. He thought that he might lose his mind if it carried on any longer.
“Sir, even the hospitals can’t help. What do we do now?” Seeing Duane in so much pain, his bodyguards were at a loss.
“Could it be possible that the rascal is the only one who can help me?” Recalling Dustin’s words, Duane gritted his teeth. Ultimately, he had no choice but to give in.
“Head to Peaceful Medical Centre. Get that rascal to help.”
Duane’s men dared not question his decision. They immediately sent him back to Peaceful Medical Centre. This time around, they lost all the contempt and arrogance they had before.
“Well, if it isn’t Uncle Duane? What’s got you coming back so soon?” Natasha, who had been biding her time, rose to greet him with a smile.
“Natasha, I acted rashly and said some rubbish earlier on. Please don’t take it to heart. Can you please get Dustin to help me?” Duane tried to put on a smile.
“Uncle Duane, there’s no use telling me that. It’d be better for you to say it to Dustin.” Natasha gestured at Dustin behind her. He was reading leisurely, taking no heed of the few men who had just entered.