Chapter: 1242
"Gavin Killian ambushed me and ordered his men to kill my friend. We are now mortal enemies! Do you get it yet?" Dustin spat.
"T-that’s impossible!" Dahlia frantically shook her head.
"Mr. Killian is a kind and just person There’s no way he’d do something like that!"
She couldn’t believe the heroic man who saved her was evil.
"I’ve already said what I needed to. It’s up to you whether to believe me." Dustin inhaled deeply. utterly disappointed.
"There must be a misunderstanding. Everything will be fine if we clear things up. Please calm down," Dahlia tugged at Dustin’s sleeve and begged.
"I don’t want to waste my time explaining things to you anymore. Move!"
Dustin stopped holding back. He flung Dahlia aside and walked out.
"Dustin, we’re over if you walk out!" Panicked, Dahlia tried to threaten him.
Still, Dustin walked out resolutely without looking back.
Dahlia’s knees went weak, and she collapsed onto the floor as tears streamed down her cheeks.
"Hurry up! He’s going to catch up to us soon!"
In a black Mercedes-Benz, Gavin urged his driver and kept looking back anxiously.
It hadn’t been long since he managed to escape, but he realized he was being followed.
No matter what they tried, the cars tagging him refused to let up. So, he could only order his driver to drive faster.
He knew that if Dustin caught him, his life would be in trouble.
"That fucking retard! Why would he even chase me for killing a stupid guy?
"Just wait till I’m back in Oakvale. I’ll order the military to destroy that fucking gang of his!" Gavin cursed despite the cold sweat dotting his forehead.
He’d never been so humiliated in his life. To think that a direct descent of the Killian family and a major general of Dragonmarsh was being chased.
The worst part was he had no other option than to run since his personal guards had been killed. Even Spike, his strongest bodyguard, was still hanging on the ceiling.
Now, his only choice was to flee.
If he managed to return to Oakvale, he’d regain his power. If that happened, it didn’t matter how strong Dustin was—he’d still be killed.
"Sir, more cars are tagging us. At this rate, we’ll never get to Oakvale!" the driver exclaimed worriedly.
From the rearview mirror, it was obvious that more cars were joining the chase and closing in on them.
"Fuck, they’re relentless!"