Chapter: 39
She knew that once news of Edward’s maiming got out, Sir Spanner would surely be furious. And when that time came, Dustin would be at a dead end once he mobilizes all of his forces.
“I don’t think I need to,” Dustin stated, his demeanor still indifferent.
“Stop acting tough! Sir Spanner is more powerful than you think, your martial arts. skills won’t be enough to save you!” Dahlia chastized.
Even if he knew how to fight, he couldn’t stop bullets!
“He’s not the type of person to listen to reason, Ms. Nicholson, stop wasting your breath. Furthermore, we should not interfere in matters unrelated to us in order to avoid bringing trouble upon ourselves.” Lyra quickly interjected.
“That’s right, this guy can’t run!” Chris said, suddenly blocking the exit as though something had occurred to him.
“What are we going to do if he runs away? What if Sir Spanner exacts his revenge on us instead? Won’t we just become the fall guys!”
“Mr. Nolan has a point!” Lyra chimed in, coming to the same realization.
“If Dustin runs away, we’re going to be the ones who suffer!”
“What are you talking about? Dustin just saved us!” Dahlia’s brows furrowed.
“Nobody asked him to, he’s the one who poked his nose into our business!” Lyra scoffed.
“Exactly! And seeing as he has brought this upon himself, he should be the one to face it!” Chris chimed in self–righteously.
“Both of you-”
Dahlia’s pretty face turned cold as she started to speak when Dustin interrupted her.
“You all can be at ease. I will take responsibility for my actions; I won’t implicate any of you.”
“This is a matter of life and death! Could you please drop the macho act!” Dahlia raised her voice, slightly annoyed.
“You don’t need to worry about what happens to me, Ms. Nicholson. This has absolutely nothing to do with you, so just sit back and watch,” Dustin declared loudly,
“What do you mean by that? Do you think I’m worried about being implicated?” Dahlia asked, frowning.
“Is that not the case?” Dustin looked directly at Lyra and Chris as he said this.
Dahlia was at a loss for words after his subtle hint. Although the thought never crossed her mind, the same couldn’t be said for her secretary, who had already drawn a line early on.
In Dustin’s eyes, he thought her secretary’s words were the same as hers.
“I don’t care what you think; you have to leave today!” Dahlia’s tone suddenly became forceful.
“And I don’t care what you say, I’m not leaving.”
With that, Dustin turned and walked out to the flower garden.
“You!” Dahlia was fuming.