Chapter: 130
Duane spoke up.
“Dustin, you should not let this slide. Do you need me to teach him a lesson?”
“No, I will handle this myself.” Dustin got up and left the booth immediately.
At that moment, Dahlia had returned from the washroom. Matt passed her the glass of wine.
“Dahlia, this is a token of my apology. Cheers!” Matt lifted his glass with a smile.
“Alright. After this drink, I need to go home as tomorrow will be a busy day at the office,” Dahlia said with resignation.
“Sure, let’s make a move after this.” Matt did not pressure her further and downed his drink.
Just as Dahlia was about to take a sip, Dustin’s voice stopped her.
“I would not drink that if I were you.”
“What?”
Dahlia looked over her shoulder and saw Dustin walking toward her.
“What do you mean?”
“Your drink has been drugged. You would be in danger if you had drunk it because it renders you defenseless,” Dustin warned.
“Drugged?” Dahlia frowned and turned to Matt, whose expression stiffened for a split second. However, he composed himself immediately.
“Dustin, you must be sorely mistaken,” Matt said coolly.
“You would know best whether I am mistaken,” Dustin retorted coldly.
“Dahlia, do you really think that I’m such a malicious person?” Matt asked with a disarming smile.
Dahlia was taken aback by the sudden question. After some deliberation, she asked, “Dustin, do you have any evidence to support your claim?”
“The restaurant’s manager saw what happened. He could be my witness,” Dustin answered.
“That’s right! It was clear as day. He spiked your wine with some powder!” the manager pointed an accusing finger at Matt.
“Everyone knows that both of you are in cahoots with each other. It would be impossible for me to deny it.” Matt shook his head, acting aggrieved.
“Dustin, do you have stronger evidence for your claims? Do not judge someone based on unfounded accusations!” Dahlia had a serious look on her face. Based on her knowledge of Matt, he wasn’t someone who would do such a thing.
“I already have a witness backing me up. What evidence do you need? Would you rather believe him over me?”
Dustin frowned, anger building up within him.
“I…” Dahlia didn’t know what to say. Matt was from the noble Laney family. As an aristocrat, it was unthinkable that he would carry out such a vile act. However, Dustin seemed so sure of himself. He wouldn’t lie either.