Chapter: 834

He can’t understand why Tyler was being so calm despite knowing who the murderer was. It was too peculiar.

"She may be an idiot, but she’s still a Grant." Tyler lifted his cup of tea and softly called out." Euria."

Instantly, a woman donning black clothes and a raindrop-designed mask appeared.

"Master, you called for me?" The woman responded, kneeling on one knee before him with her head bowed.

"Have some fun with this Dustin, but don’t kill him so quickly," Tyler ordered.

"Yes, Master," Euria answered before disappearing without a trace, like a ghost.

Back in the Harmon estate.

"There, all done. You’ll be fine in a few days." Dustin carefully applied medicine to Natasha’s wound and bandaged it up nicely.

Although the wound was shallow, it would still hurt.

"Will it leave a scar on my face?" Natasha picked up a mirror and examined her face worriedly.

"Why? Do you doubt my skills?" Dustin asked in mock displeasure.

"I’m just worried I’ll look ugly if I have a scar, and you won’t like me anymore," Natasha answered seriously.

"Don’t be silly." Dustin was amused.

"I promise you, your face won’t scar. Besides, even if it does, you’ll still be the prettiest person in the world to me!"

"Hmph! Such a sweet talker." A small smile appeared on Natasha’s face, and her worry eased. Although she wasn’t as superficial as other ladies, she was also afraid of turning ugly.

"Dustin, get your ass over here!" Someone suddenly roared, sending the door flying with a powerful kick, and a group of people led by Trent instantly filled the room.

"What are you doing, Uncle Trent?" Natasha asked with a frown.

"It’s none of your business! We’re here for him!" Trent pointed at Dustin and yelled.

"How dare you kill Ms. Layla! I’m here to drag you to the Grants. You better apologize to them immediately!"

"But Dustin did that to save me!" Natasha argued.

"Why are you still defending him?" Trent seethed.

"Do you know that if we don’t hand him over to the Grants, we’ll have to face their wrath instead?"