Chapter 600 by Marina Vittori
An Understated Dominance
âIf you promise not to kill me, Iâll tell you the truth.â Duncan said, attempting to negotiate terms.
âNo thanks. You can just go die.â As soon as Dustin finished speaking, he stomped his foot hard on Duncanâs head âNo-â Duncan tried to wail before his head exploded into pieces. And just like that, he was dead.
âMr Rhys, the people outside have been taken care of â At that moment, two masked martial artists dressed in black garments walked in. They were elite. shadow guards.
âExcellent. Clean this place up, and send the body straight to the Doyle home,â Dustin ordered. The two exchanged glances, but in the end, they still nodded. âYes.â
Dustin said nothing more. He carried the unconscious Dahlia and briskly walked out of the underground casino.
The moment he stepped out the doors, he noticed a suspicious figure lurking in a corner. It was none other than James, who had managed to escape earlier.
âCome out!â Dustin threw a glance over his shoulder.
âOh, itâs just you. You scared me.â James couldnât help but let out a breath of relief when he saw
Dustinâs face. At the same time, he began to criticize him. âHey, Rhys, why didnât you come earlier? Donât you know how much danger my sister was in just now? Also, if you werenât so slow
to come to the rescue, my hand wouldnât have been chopped off. How are you going to compensate
me? Iâm telling you, without at least eighteen million dollars, I wonât-â
Before he could finish his sentence, Dustin had already raised his hand and slapped him hard
across the face.
James stumbled backward from the impact, almost falling over. His cheek began to swell rapidly.
âAreâare you crazy? What did you hit me for?!â James cupped his stinging cheek, his entire body
radiating shock and fury.
âThat was for your insolent remarks!â
With a cold face, Dustin raised his hand and gave him another slap. âThis one is for your lack of
repentance!â
Slap! âThis one is for your cowardice!â
Slap! âAnd this one is for throwing Dahlia under the bus!â
Each slap made a loud ringing sound as it landed on Jamesâ face. He was smacked so hard that his head began to spin, and blood began to drip from his nose and mouth.
His face was so swollen that he now looked like a pig.
âStop!â Suddenly, an SUV pulled over to the side of the road, and Florence immediately jumped off the car and dashed over.
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âMom, youâre finally here!â When James saw his mother, he immediately ran into her arms, crying. He wailed. âThat bastard Dustin is crazy! Look at what he did to my face!â
âRhys, why did you hit my son?!â Florence flew into a rage.
âWhy donât you ask him what he did?â Dustin shouted back.
âNo matter what, you canât hit my son!â Florence screamed, glaring at Dustin.
âThatâs right! Hitting people is wrong! Not to mention, why did you have to beat him so terribly?â
Julie added.
âTerribly? He should be grateful that I didnât slaughter him!â Dustin roared with a frigid look. If James hadnât gotten into trouble in the first place, Dahlia wouldnât have gotten dragged down with him.
Even more despicably, that bastard had abandoned his sister and ran for his life alone!
âJames, what in the world happened? Tell me everything, and Iâll make sure to do right by you!â
Florence demanded, her face darkening.
âMom, this is all because of Dustin!â James pointed his finger at Dustin, getting his side of the story out first. âHe colluded with the owner of the casino to punish me and put me in a crushing gambling debt. Then, he even lied to Dahlia to get her here, drugged her, and was going to do something to her. I couldnât bear to watch her get hurt, so I risked my safety and tried to stop him. Humiliated, that asshole blew his top and beat me into a pulp. Look at my faceâlook at what he did to me!â
As soon as James finished speaking, Dustinâs face instantly turned stormy.