Chapter: 18
When Dahlia learned of this, she was furious. After everything that had happened, she finally understood why Dustin would beat James up. James was the one who demanded and shattered the precious crystal necklace.
Other people might not have understood its significance, but Dahlia knew otherwise. The necklace wasn’t just a family heirloom, it was also the only thing that reminded Dustin of his mother. It was a symbol of his mother’s love for him. When they got divorced, Dustin didn’t want anything but the necklace. From this, it was evident that the crystal necklace meant the world to him.
“Dahlia, it’s just a necklace! Why are you lecturing me over this?” James whined.
“That’s right! Is that trinket more important than your brother’s life?” Florence demanded.
“I’ll deal with the both of you later!”
Dahlia didn’t bother to argue and left immediately. She didn’t have the energy to quarrel with her spoiled brother and unreasonable mother. Moreover, in her haste, she hurt Dustin with her words. Now that Dahlia thought about it, she regretted saying them. With his temperament, Dustin would never have lost his temper so easily. She had made a mistake…
Natasha and Dustin sat in the backseat of a silver Benz.
“Mr. Rhys, this is the Harmon family’s platinum card. Please accept it as a token of our gratitude.” Natasha handed Dustin a black card edged with gold as she explained.
“With this, you will be treated as an honored guest in all establishments under the Harmon family.”
“Ms. Harmon, I don’t need this.” Dustin shook his head.
“Don’t worry, Mr. Rhys. This is just a personal gesture. Regarding Mr. Anderson’s request for the canscora, I will send the herb to your place tomorrow,” Natasha said with a smile.
“That’s very kind of you, Ms. Harmon. Thank you very much.” Dustin chuckled and accepted the card.
Since it was a gift from her, it would come in handy. As they were talking, the car suddenly pulled over.
“I’m sorry, Ms. Harmon! I was forced to do this!” The car driver confessed before getting out and running for his life.
At that moment, two black SUVs swept by. They blocked the silver Benz in the front and rear. More than ten men got out of the SUVs. They approached the car, armed with weapons, and with covered faces. A bald, burly man who seemed to be the leader set his foot on the Benz’s bonnet.
Brandishing his knife, he threatened, “Ms. Harmon, my boss wants to meet you. We will escort you.”
“How bold of you to hijack my car!” Natasha replied, unfazed. She emitted a stately aura befitting a queen.
“We wouldn’t have dared with all your bodyguards around. However, they are now at the hospital guarding your grandfather. You are alone with your little boy toy! How could we pass this precious opportunity up?” the bald guy smirked.
“Well, you do have some brains in that numbskull of yours to bribe my driver. However, please satisfy my curiosity. Who’s your boss?” Natasha asked calmly.
“You will know once we get there! Now, will you get off?” the bald guy urged.
“You have no right to order me around!” Natasha didn’t budge.
“Since you are going to be difficult, I have no choice but to resort to force!” The bald man gestured to the others for a large hammer. As he was going to smash the windscreen, Dustin opened the door and got out.
“Ms. Harmon, your boy toy has no guts. I’ve not even started and he is already peeing his pants in fear. What did you see in him?” the bald guy said mockingly.
Natasha frowned and reached into her bag silently.
“You have five seconds to cram,” Dustin warned.