Chapter 1332 by Marina Vittori

An Understated Dominance by Marina Vittori Chapter 1332

“Mr. Swanson, you seem sincere in wanting the formula. How about this? I’ll take a loss and cover the extra costs. I’ll only need the first ten herbs. How does that sound?” Dustin put on a reluctant front.

“10 herbs won’t do, either!” Zion maintained his grim expression.

“Then how many will you agree to?” Dustin sought a compromise.

“One.” Zion raised one finger.

“I can only give you one!”

“One herb?” Dustin frowned.

“Mr. Swanson, is this some kind of joke? I don’t think negotiation works like this.”

“Your Dew Balm formula is only worth one top-grade precious herb. That’s all I can offer.” Zion was getting impatient.

If Dustin had merely asked for money, he could have managed the situation. However, Dustin was throwing out exorbitant demands and treating him like a fool.

“Since you’re not cooperating, let’s forget about today. I’m sure there will be someone else who would be interested.” Dustin didn’t waste his breath and prepared to leave.

“Stand right there!” Zion slammed his hand on the table.

He shouted, “Did I say you could leave?” “What’s the matter? Do you want me to stay for tea?” Dustin asked as he turned back.

“Fuck your tea!” Zion exploded into a rage and hurled a teacup to the ground with a loud crash. The next thing Dustin knew, chaos erupted. The patrons, who were pretending to enjoy their tea, suddenly pulled out weapons from under their tables.

In no time, Dustin found himself surrounded by 50 to 60 men. Even the hallway was blocked by bodies.

“You brat! You think you can just come and go as you please? What do you take me for?” Zion suddenly stood up, not bothering to keep up with the pretense.

He threatened, “You’re now left with two options. Either you willingly hand over the Dew Balm formula, or I’ll beat you until you’re forced to give it up!”

“Mr. Swanson, is it worth destroying our relationship over a failed business negotiation? Are you really going to resort to thievery now?” Dustin looked around, maintaining a calm demeanor.

“I’m done with your nonsense! If you don’t hand over the formula, you won’t be leaving this place!” Zion yelled.

“Is that so? Well, let’s just see how capable the Swansons are.” Dustin sneered.

“Mr. Swanson, this guy is really good at fighting. Be careful,” Ziggy cautioned. “So what if he can fight? I’ve got almost 60 men here. Just what is he going to do to us?”

Zion glared at him, “What the hell are you all waiting for? Get him!”

“Hold it right there!” Just as the Swansons’ men were about to attack, someone suddenly shouted in the hallway.

Following the voice, a strikingly beautiful and tall woman forcefully pushed her way through the crowd. Two burly bodyguards were with her, kicking aside anyone who blocked her path.

“Who the hell dares-“Zion slammed his hand on the table and was about to rip into the newcomer when he saw who it was..

Startled, he quickly smiled and “Oh approached her eagerly. my, it Ms. Welch? What brings you here today?” isn’t Without a word, the woman slapped Zion across the face. She yelled, “You bastard! How dare you touch my friend? Are you tired of living?

“Huh?” Zion was bewildered. He was at a loss as he clutched his throbbing face.

“F-Friend?”

“Hey, miracle doctor, we meet again.” After dealing with Zion, the woman turned her attention to Dustin and smiled cutely.

“It’s you?” Dustin recognized her instantly. It was none other than Eleanor Welch, the Welch family’s heiress he had rescued the day before.