Chapter: 162
“Dustin, how do you know Dr. Cross?” It was Dahlia who spoke up first.
“I helped him once, so he owes me a favor.” Dustin said bluntly.
“Just like that?” Dahlia was shocked.
“What else is there?” Dustin replied.
“So that’s how it is. I thought.” Dahlia trailed off.
Everyone else let out a sigh of relief at his reply. They thought that Dustin had curried Rowan’s favor using other mysterious means. It turned out that he was just lucky.
“Humph! So what if you helped him once? You just got lucky! What’s so special about that!”
“He only owes you a favor. He already gifted you a bottle of Hexanavir. And now he’s saved your reputation.
The next time you ask him for help, he won’t comply!”
“We should stand on our own two feet. You shouldn’t keep seeking out others for help. After all, it won’t last forever.”
Now that they knew the truth, the crowd started making sarcastic comments. After all, they still couldn’t accept that a nobody like Dustin could be better than them.
“Dustin, thank you for what you did earlier,” Dahlia mumbled awkwardly.
She never thought that Dustin would know Dr. Cross. He even cured her grandfather’s illness. Reflecting on her actions, she couldn’t help but feel guilty.
“You don’t have to say anything. Saving Granddad was my decision. It had nothing to do with you,” Dustin
Dahlia’s gratitude vanished with Dustin’s cold words. She frowned and thought to herself, “I already expressed my gratitude. What else does he want? Should I apologize to him in front of everyone? Does he need to be so particular?”
“Rhys! What is your problem? So you got lucky and saved the old man! You don’t have to be so rude about it!” Florence cried, clearly upset. How dare he treat her daughter that way? Did he think he was all that?
“At least I saved him. What about all of you? He almost lost his life because of you!” Dustin retorted coldly.
“You… What is this attitude?!” Florence sputtered. She had almost reached her limit.
“Enough! Stop yelling at each other! What a disgrace!” Henry then demanded, “Florence, all of you, go outside. I need to speak to Dustin for a while.”
“Humph!” Although Florence was not happy about it, there was no other option but to leave.
“As soon as they left the room, the group started muttering.
“Say, do you think Old Mr. Nicholson wanted to talk to Dustin about his will or something?”
“I’m not sure. That guy is great at getting on Old Mr. Nicholson’s good side. No matter what, we need to be careful!”
“Ha! I don’t understand. James is his biological grandson, and yet Old Mr. Nicholson favors that guy more. I really don’t know what’s wrong with him!”
They murmured to each other, expressing their dissatisfaction.