Chapter: 37
Edward was stunned for a moment before he let out a piercing shriek, similar to that of a pig being slaughtered.
“Argh-”
“Shut up.” Dustin cut Edward off with a slap to his face just as his shriek barely left his mouth.
Edward’s expression instantly soured, as though he had just tasted shit.
“You… you’re dead meat! All of you are dead meat!” Edward somehow mustered up the courage to throw out a threat.
“Is that so?” Dustin questioned stoically as he kicked Edward over with one foot.
Seeing this, Dahlia immediately stood in front of Dustin to block him.
“Stop! You can’t harm him, the consequences will be too severe!”
“I don’t care,” Dustin stated indifferently.
“But I do!” Dahlia’s expression was grave.
“Do you even know that we will all suffer the consequences with you if you beat him up?”
Dustin frowned upon hearing her words. He thought she was concerned for his well–being, but it turns out she was only concerned for herself.
“Stop while you’re ahead, Dustin. Don’t drag us down with you!” Lyra called out.
“That’s right! I see you’ve grown tired of living to dare lay a hand on Mr. Spanner!” Chris called out before hurriedly helping Edward to his feet and explaining, “We have nothing to do with Dustin Rhys hitting you just now, Mr. Spanner.”
His words weren’t just to shift the blame onto Dustin; they were also a direct accusation.
Dustin narrowed his eyes, feeling as though a weight had been placed on his chest. The only reason he had taken action earlier was to save Dahlia, but he was now being painted as a violent villain in the end.
It was hard for him not to feel displeased about this.
“You little punk! You’re good at fighting? So what!” Edward, having mistaken Dustin’s silence for terror, instantly rediscovered his confidence.
“Let me tell you, power and status are what matter in society. You better believe I’ll make you meet a tragic end if you dare lay another hand on me!”
Dustin didn’t say anything in return, but his furious expression could be seen in his eyes.
“What’s the matter? Scared?” Edward grinned.
“Since you’ve got no guts, get on your knees and bow down to me! I might just let you off if you put me in a good mood.”
“Why are you just standing there? Hurry up and beg Mr. Spanner for forgiveness!” Chris chimed in, taking advantage of the situation to add to Dustin’s humiliation.
Chris was green with jealousy when Dustin was showing off earlier, so he was now trying to get some payback.
“Will he kneel? Or will he not? If he does, he will forever be too ashamed to show his face. But if he doesn’t, he might be dead or maimed once Edward retaliates,” Chris thought.