An Understated Dominance by Marina Vittori Chapter 91 - 100

 written by Marina Vittori

An Understated Dominance by Marina Vittori Chapter 91 

 The Cobra was more brutal than they had expected. He even dared to slap an elite from Millsburg over a minor misunderstanding. There was no doubt that he was the mighty Cobra! “How dare you hit me?” Matt cried as he cradled his burning cheek in disbelief . How dare some random thug hit him? He was from the Laney family! “So what if I hit you? Don’t you deserve it for causing trouble on my turf?” The Cobra shot him a cold smile. “Do you know that I’m from the Laney family?!” Matt thundered. He had always been a prideful person, so getting slapped in public was the greatest humiliation of his life! “The Laney family? So what?” snorted the Cobra. “Don’t you know how to show respect on someone else’s turf? I don’t care if you’re the king. When you’re on my turf, you bow to me. You understand?!” The Laney family had been glorious once. Even his boss had to show them hi s respect in the past. Now, they were no different from anyone else. Even if they were famous, the Laney family had fallen a few social classes long ago. “Cobra! Are you provoking the Laney family so openly?” Matt challenged, with an unkind look on his face. He had thought that using his family name would scare the Cobra. To his surprise, his trick was ineffective. “Stop f*cking making a fool of yourself here! What’s so grand about being a La ney? I’ll be honest with you. I’ve got someone backing me up, and it’s Sir And erson!” shouted the Cobra, his eyes bulging. “Sir Anderosn?!” Matt looked taken aback. All his rage dissipated instantly. Sir Anderson wasn’t just an aristocrat but one of the Five Big Guns of the And erson family. He was the true face of the business world and a powerful figure in this city! Even when the Laney family was still in their prime, they had had to bow to Sir Anderson! He never expected a puny thug like the Cobra would have the Anderson famil y backing him. “Hey, Laney! If you don’t want to get a damn beating, then get lost. Or else, I’ m going to beat all of you up together!” growled the Cobra fiercely. “You— * Matt trailed off. He was outraged but helpless. He couldn’t afford to offend Si r Anderson. Seeing Matt fall silent, Florence and James‘ confidence wavered. They had t hought that they could do anything they wanted with the Laney family backing them up. They never expected the Cobra to be so brutal. He hadn’t just emb arrassed the Laney family. He had even slapped Matt. If the Laney family was n’t enough to scare the Cobra, did this mean certain death for them?! “Who were the ones causing trouble just now? Come out and face me!” the Cobra bellowed f uriously. James was terrified, and he nearly peed his pants. “Sir Draco! Let’s talk things out. My brother is young and ignorant. I’ll apologiz e on his behalf. I’ll pay double for all the losses incurred!” Dahlia spoke up has tily as she watched the situation go awry. 12 CS CamScanner Chapter 91 The Cobra was ruthless, and he meant what he said. In this situation, they ha d no choice but to sacrifice. “Pay double? Do I look like I need the money? If I don’t make an example of y ou today, won’t any Tom, Dick, or Harry dare cause trouble on my turf next tim e? Men, chop their hands off!” he ordered. The muscular men behind him strode forward, brandishing their machetes. “Dahlia! Help me! Help me!” James exclaimed, scared out of his wits, as he hi d behind Dahlia. Just as he was about to get caught, a beer bottle flew through the air and sma shed into the heads of one of the burly men. With a smash, the man collapsed dead on the spot. The crowd was stunned. “Who’s there? Who did that?!” 

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The Cobra’s expression darkened, and he swept his piercing gaze around the room. He was greeted by the sight of beer bottle after beer bottle. “Smash, smash, smash, smash!” The bottles shot out like cannonballs and sent each man sprawling. Each bottle met its target with deadly accuracy! “Who’s being such a f*cking coward? Come out and face me if you have the balls!” roared the Cobra furiously. No ordinary man could send a dozen men flying with just beer bottles. “Sir Draco, forgiveness is a virtue. Why won’t you show mercy?” a voice repli ed. Dustin strolled out from amongst the crowd, attracting stares across the room. “Who is that? How dare he attack Sir Draco’s men? Does he have a death wish?” “He’s quite handsome, but he’s not very smart to offend Sir Draco.” “If it were me, I would have run away after hurling the bottles. Why would he f* cking show his face? Isn’t he courting death?!” The crowd gossiped. Some were surprised, some showed admiration, and so me enjoyed the drama. “Why are you here?” Dahlia questioned, confused. She never assumed Dustin would show up. “What is this idiot doing here?” Florence and James exchanged looks of confu sion. “Who are you, boy? How dare you attack my men?” the Cobra asked, with a menacing expression that suggested he wanted to bite Dustin’s head off. “Who I am is not important. For the sake of your safety, Let’s just let this incid ent slide,” Dustin replied curtly. “Let it slide? Who the f*ck do you think you are? I’ll just let it slide just becaus e you said so? — Just as he was about to curse, a beer bottle smashed into hi s head. 1 Blood and beer trickled down his face. Everyone was appalled! The onlookers‘ eyes bulged with looks of utter disbelief. No one had expected Dustin to be so bold. He had hit the Cobra just because of a disagreement. He showed no hesitation. He must be out of his mind! After a brief moment of silence, the whole bar exploded in an uproar. “He’s done for! This young man is dead! No one can save him!” “I must say I admire his courage. He even dares to hit Sir Draco! He has the courage of a lion!” “He really is a hero. He has my respect!” “He sure looks cool, but who can survive Sir Draco’s fury?”  The crowd tattled on, but their gazes as they looked toward Dustin was like looking at a prisoner facing the guillotine. The crowd muttered on, but their expressions turned to worry as they watched Dustin, a prisoner facing the guillotine. – “Dustin! Are you crazy?! You you actually…” Dahlia sputtered. She was so shocked that she couldn’t complete her sentences. That was Sir Draco! He lorded over South City and the head honcho of the underground! He did not give a damn about the Laney family! How how dare he?! “This idiot must have hit his head. How could Dustin be brave enough to hit Si r Draco?” James was dumbfounded. Although Dustin was standing up for them, what he did was just too crazy! Ja mes would never dream of doing something like this. “You like fooling around so much, don’t you? I’m going to watch your last mom ents!” As the shock passed, Matt couldn’t help but smile coldly. He had felt uneasy si nce Dustin had shown off at the hospital. He had even dared to fool around on the Cobra’s turf this time. He really didn’t value his life! An Understated Dominance by Marina Vittori Chapter 93 “How… how dare you hit me?!” The Cobra rubbed his head in disbelief. His hand was covered in blood. In the years since he had taken over South City, no one had dared disrespect him, much less hit him with a bottle. “This fool must have a death wish!” he thought. “Sir Draco, take my advice. Let it go,” said Dustin calmly. “Fuck you! I’m telling you, you’re dead meat! I’m going to rip you apart!” the Cobra cursed and swore as he returned to his senses. ‘As the threat left his mouth, a knife was held to his neck. The sharp blade pier ced his skin, and drops of blood trickled from the fresh wound. An inch deeper , and the knife would have pierced his artery. Silence. The entire bar fell into complete silence. The Cobra’s roars stopped, along with the crowd’s prattling. Everyone was utterly shocked as they turned to look at Dustin, who was wieldi ng the knife. Hitting Sir Draco with a bottle could still be excused as an accide nt. Unfortunately, holding a knife to his neck was undeniably an act of provocation and humiliation. Dustin’s boldness surprised everyone again as he shouted, “You idiot! Do you know what you’re doing right now?” The Cobra went stiff and said fiercely. “If you dare touch a hair on my head, I swear you won’t walk out this door aliv e!” “Sir Draco, don’t frighten me. I’m a scaredy cat. You can’t blame me if my han d trembles and I slit your neck,” Dustin teased. The blade went deeper. More blood started flowing from the exposed flesh. The Cobra’s facial muscles twitc hed in fear. “Stop!” Rosaline shouted. “I don’t care who you are, but let Sir Draco go. Othe rwise, your friends will die with you!” “Dustin! Don’t be a fool! Put down the knife!” Dahlia yelled. She was petrified that Dustin would kill the Cobra in a moment of impulse. If that happened, then they were all done for! “Dustin! Are you crazy? Let Lord Draco go! Don’t drag us down with you!” Florence shouted, panicked. Of course, she could not care le ss if Dustin died, but she didn’t want to be next. If Sir Draco died, they would h ave to face the consequences. “Young man, I admire your courage. So I’m giving you a chance right now. Put down the knife, and I’ll spare your life!” said the Cobra icily. “Sir Draco, it seems like you’re still missing the picture. Right now, I hold the p ower,” Dustin stated. “What? You have the guts to kill me? Do you know what will happen if you touch a hair on my head?” “I’m not afraid of you. If it comes down to it, I’ll just give my life for taking yours .” Dustin responded, an unbothered look on his face. “You“..” The Cobra was a little speechless. He was fearless, but he feared tho se who did not fear death. To his dismay, Dustin did not fear death. “Dustin, know your limits. It’s not too late if you stop now!” Dahlia persuaded. No matter what, she didn’t want to see Dustin get killed over this. “Young man, I advise you to stop while it’s not too late. Sir Draco already pro mised to let you off the hook. You’d better not push things too far.” *That’s right! Sir Draco is finally showing mercy. Don’t play with fire, or you’ll g et burned.” People shot him advice from the crowd. They recognised Dustin’s courage, but if he was st upid, he was just a typical fool. “Young man! You have no idea who you’ve offended. I work for Sir Anderson. You’re spitting right in Sir Anderson’s face if you dare hurt me! If that happens, not just you, but your friends and family will all die!” threatened the Cobra. “Sir Anderson? Is he oh–so–great?” Dustin retorted. “He’s not just great, but the whole of Swinton respects him. I’m sure you’ve he ard of Mr. Anderson of Swinton Group. He is Sir Anderson’s kin! You should k now how to weigh the odds!” said the Cobra. “After hearing this, I want to meet Sir Anderson,” Dustin exclaimed, looking interested. “Hmph! I’m afraid you’ll pee your pants if you meet Sir Anderson!” The Cobra smiled wryly. A hubbub arose near the door. A fit, middle–aged man wearing a suit walked in with bodyguards flanking him. He looked charis matic and intimidating without even trying. “Sir Anderson?!” The moment the man appeared, the Cobra’s spirits lifted dramatically. The bar went into an uproar, and the crowd retreated in respect. They knew that the man th ey were looking at was someone even the Cobra bowed to! “Shit! Sir Anderson’s here!” Dahlia’s expression changed. She could only imagine how the magnitude of the influence and background of someone in Mr. Ander son’s league. “How foolish! If he had let Sir Draco go earlier. Too bad now that Sir Anderson is here. He dug his ow n grave!” “I don’t care if he djes, but he’s dragging us down with him. What bad luck!” Florence and the others were shocked and terrified at the same time. They co uldn’t even afford to offend the Cobra, much less the man behind him, who wa s none other than Sir Anderson. “You fool! Sir Anderson is here. Aren’t you going to surrender?” shouted the C obra. 2/3 CS CamScanner Sir Anderson did not only have a strong family background, but he was also e xtremely powerful. He had seen Sir Anderson get away with killing dozens of men with his own eyes. “Sir Anderson! You came at the perfect time. Someone caused trouble here a nd is even holding Sir Draco hostage!” Rosaline complained without hesitation. “Oh? Who is brave enough to touch my men?” The middle– aged man cocked an eyebrow and looked toward the commotion. However, when he saw Dustin, his expression went blank. He was clearly taken aback. In fact, Dustin was also stunned. He never imagined that Sir Anderson was also Duane Welch! “Boy, you’d better put the knife down before Sir Anderson gets mad. Or else y ou’re never going to walk out of here alive!” threatened the Cobra nastily. Dustin obeyed at once and dropped the knife with a clang. “Hmph! You’re scared now, aren’t you? But it’s too late!” The Cobra distanced himself and stood with a threatening stance, ready to en act his revenge. Before he could give the order, Duane asked, “Dustin, what happened? Did m y men offend you?” “It’s just a small misunderstanding. I never thought they were your men, Uncle Duane.* Dustin smiled. “Uncle Duane?” The Cobra was dumbfounded as he watched the two men tal k amicably. An Understated Dominance by Marina Vittori Chapter 94 - Chapter 94 When Sir Anderson showed up, everyone thought Dustin was done for. To their surprise, nothing dramatic happened when Sir Anderson saw Dustin. I nstead, they chatted amicably like they were old friends. The Cobra was appalled by this turn of events. Even Florence and the others were stunned. “This can’t be for real, right? Could he really know Sir Anderson?” “My goodness, who is that man? How could he and Sir Anderson be talking lik e buddies?” The crowd gossiped in hushed voices, obviously taken aback. *S–Sir Anderson– you know him?” The Cobra gulped. He was slightly panicked and at a loss. ‘Dustin is Natasha’s friend. What gave you the nerve to offend him?” Duane’s expression grew colder by the second. “Huh? Ms. Harmon’s friend?” The Cobra got the fright of his life. Natasha Harmon wasn’t just one of Swinton’s big guns, she had the support o f Millburg’s aristocrats. She was as prominent a figure as Sir Anderson himself . What’s more, Natasha was a very protective person. Anyone who dared to of fend her friends was doomed to face ruthless revenge! “Sir Anderson, I–1- the Cobra stuttered. “Pack it up and stop being a baby. Apologize to Dustin, and whatever happen ed will be forgotten.” Duane waved his hand. “Okay, okay…” The Cobra nodded repeatedly and bowed to Dustin. “Mr. Rhys, I’m terribly sorry. I didn’t know who you were and offended you. I hope you’ll let this slide and forgive me this once.” “You’re exaggerating. As long as you won’t take revenge,” said Dustin plainly. “I wouldn’t dare…” The Cobra kept wiping away his sweat as he said, “From n ow on, you and your friends will be treated as our VIPs. Everything will be on t he house!” His humble response shocked the crowd. Who would have thought that the C obra, who was so villainous just a moment before, would apologize so humbly the next? “Dustin, let’s have a chat. This way.” Duane wasn’t joking. He stretched out a hand in invitation and led the way to the office on the second floor. The moment they left, the entire bar erupted! *I… I wasn’t just seeing things, was I? Did that fool just talk to Sir Anderson lik e the best of pals?” James asked in disbelief. After all, Sir Anderson was the Cobra’s backer. He could turn Swinton upside down with a lift of his finger. “If I’m guessing right, Ms. Harmon must have something to do with their acqua intance.” Dahlia suggested, her senses returning quickly. CS CamScanner She had heard Sir Anderson mention Natasha Harmon. It was undeniable that he had spared Dustin for the sake of the Harmon family’s reputation. “You must be right! It has to be! How else can a small fry like him know such a big shot?” James nodded fervently. I “Hmph! I thought he had some real potential, but it turns out that he was just p utting on a show by relying on someone else’s influence!” Florence huffed, dis pleased. “A man should have a spine. How can a man always count on a woman to ba ck him up?” Dahlia shook her head in disappointment. Climbing the ranks by kissing up to someone looked grand on the surface, but it was just a quick taste of heaven. It would never last long. “What a lucky bastard!” Matt’s expression was stormy, and his gaze stung wit h disdain. It was already shameful enough getting slapped by the Cobra earlier, but now, Dustin’s glory had made him look even more pathetic in comparison. He could not accept that a good–for– nothing like Dustin had outshone him! Meanwhile, in the office on the second floor, Dustin sat across from Duane while the Cobra served them. 

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 “Duane, let’s not beat around the bush, shall we?” Dustin sipped his tea and said, “You said you’ve found the Panax root. Where is it?” “Since you’re so anxious, I won’t tease you any longer.” Duane smiled and clapped his hands. A bodyguard entered the room carrying a wooden box. Placing the box on the table between him and Dustin, Duane opened it slowly. A dark yellow root no bigger than a palm sat inside. It was a Panax root with unusually long roots. *This really is good stuff!” Dustin exclaimed upon examining the root closely. He looked delighted. A 500–year– old Panax root was an extremely rare treasure! Now that he had another herb, he was another step closer to his goal! “How is it, Dustin? Are you satisfied?” Duane smiled expectantly. “Of course, I’m satisfied. Thank you so much.” Dustin smiled, reaching out to t ake the root. Suddenly, the lid of the box snapped shut. “Dustin, what’s the hurry? Let’s talk more,” Duane asserted. One hand remain ed wrapped around the box. Evidently, he was not planning on giving its conte nts to Dustin that easily. “Duane, what’s this about?” Dustin narrowed his eyes. “I’m very interested in your Gemiphen formula. Can you sell it to me?‘ Duane smiled faintly. “Duane, this wasn’t what we agreed on. As per our agreement, I cure your ail ment, and you give me a 500–year - old Panax root in return,” Dustin reminded him. “Are you sure you remember correctly? Yes, you cured me, but I gave you the Hillview Hotel in return. As for the Panax root, you’ll have to exchange it for y our Gemiphen formula!” “You sound like you want to go back on your word,” Dustin warned, his expression gradually growing colder. He had thought that Duane had come to give him th e Panax root, but to his surprise, Duane had been eyeing his Gemiphen formu la all along. “Dustin, don’t put it that way. We just want mutual benefits. If you’re unsatisfie d, I can give you another thirty million in cash!” Duane stuck out three fingers. “I’ve said this before. My Gemiphen formula is not for sale. You can only give me herbs in exchange for it,” stressed Dustin. “Haha… am I not doing an exchange with you right now?” Duane hinted, tapping on the box between them. “Duane, if people find out you’re not a man of your word, won’t you become a laughing stock?” Dustin’s expression was as cold as ice. If he negotiated politely, Dustin didn’t mind selling him two packets of Gemiph en. However, Duane’s way of obtaining the formula was foolish.  *So what if people find out? Who would believe you?” Duane challenged. His nervous smile did not reach his eyes. The Gemiphen formula was priceless. If he could get his hands on it, he could take over the entire Anderson family! “Duane, for Ms. Harmon’s sake, I won’t burn bridges between us. So now, you ’d best give me the Panax root.” Dustin said calmly, suppressing his anger. “And what if I don’t?” Duane retorted. “Then don’t blame me for snatching it away.” Dustin was very blunt. “Snatch? Haha. If you can take this box from me, I’ll let you have it for free!” D uane laughed. He had trained in martial arts for years and had long since reached the highest level of mastery. How dare an amateur like Dustin snatch something out of the hands of a master like him? “Okay! You said it yourself!” Dustin wasted no time and reached for the wooden box. Duane was fully prepared. His hand bent into a claw and grabbed Dustin’s for cefully. The battle had begun.

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 Duane was still smiling confidently at the start of the battle. But it was not long before he noticed something was very wrong. Dustin was much stronger than he had expected. He could feel terrifying surges of energy rushing at him like waves in the ocean. They made the bones in his hand tremble. They would break any minute! Duane’s expression darkened, and he couldn’t take it anymore. He threw a ha rd punch at Dustin, trying to make him fall back. However, Dustin did not dodge and faced it head– on instead. Their fists collided, and Duane’s chair was smashed into pieces! The force of the punch shoved Duane backward until he hit the wall to catch his balance. Even so, Dustin remained seated calmly. They both knew who was more pow erful! “Damn! I never knew you had tricks up your sleeve. I underestimated you!” Du ane’s eyes narrowed as a complex mix of expressions clouded his face. With how young Dustin was, Du ane had never expected him to be so powerful. Considering how young he wa s, he never expected Dustin to be so powerful. Just one punch had thrown him off his feet. Although strength couldn’t completely represent his fighting skills, it was enou gh to prove his physical strength. “Thanks for the Panax root, Duane.” Dustin didn’t waste any time. He picked up the box and got up to leave. Duane was already on his blacklist for being untrustworthy. This was the last ti me they would do business together. *Sir Anderson, do you want me to send some men after him to get it back?” as ked the Cobra hesitantly. He could tell that Duane and Dustin weren’t actually friends. If so, he had noth ing to fear anymore. “He is quite strong. I’m afraid your men won’t be able to take him on.” Duane c autiously moved his numb arm. “Are… are you going to let him go just like that?” The Cobra was a little disgru ntled. After losing face earlier, he was eager to redeem it. “Let him go? Hmph. Not so easily!” Duane laughed coldly. “I’ll get my hands on the Gemiphen formula. Just wait and see. I have many ways to make him surrender to me!” Meanwhile, outside the bar, Lyra arrived with the company’s bodyguards. When she saw that Dahlia and the others were safe and sound, she breathed a sigh of relief. “Ms. Nicholson, is everything resolved?” “I guess you could say that.” Dahlia nodded. “I heard this is the Cobra’s turf and thought there might be trouble. I didn’t thin k it would be so easy. I’m sure Mr. Laney is to thank for this?” Lyra smiled.  The suggestion caused Matt’s expression to sour immediately. This woman just had to annoy him! “Hmm? Why is he here?” Lyra wondered as she spotted Dustin leaving the bar. He questioned, “What are you guys still doing here? Waiting for someone to take revenge on you? I don’t have the energy to save you again.” He spoke with a calm voice, grasping the wooden box in his hand. “Who needs saving? You’re so nosy!” Florence snapped rudely. “Hpmh! Stop showing off. If it wasn’t for Ms. Harmon, could you have walked out of there alive?” James mocked brashly. “That’s enough!” Dahlia waved her hands to stop their bickering. She turned to Dustin and said, “Dustin. thanks for saving us, but I don’t condone your behavior.” “Oh? Do you have any advice, Ms. Nicholson?” Dustin cocked an eyebrow. “You’re too impulsive! You don’t think before you act. Did you ever consider th e consequences your actions might bring?” Dahlia asked. “I don’t know what consequences my actions would have caused, but I’m cert ain that your brother’s hands would have been chopped off,” Dustin retorted matter–of–factly. 

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 “I’m just trying to remind you to think twice before you act. Just because you h ave support from the higher- ups doesn’t mean you can run amok.” With a solemn look, Dahlia added, “Dustin, you must realize that your worth has to be backed by ability. Currying favors with powerful people can propel you to greater heights, but it won’t last unless you can prove you’re a person of high caliber. So don’t think you’re all high and mighty consider this a lesson from me.” Dustin snickered upon hearing this. “How can you be sure that I’m currying favors with the powerful?” “Is that not the case? If it weren’t for Ms. Harmon’s reputation, would the Cobra have let you go so easily?” Dahlia didn’t hold back with her remark. “Whatever you say. I know that, whatever I do, I’m nothing but a useless prick in your eyes,” Dustin sneered as he shook his head. First impressions truly were tough to change. Even with the evidence in front o f their eyes, some people would simply refuse to believe it. They preferred sco uring for excuses in an attempt to consolidate their prejudices. “Oh, Dustin, don’t be disheartened. Keep your dignity and utilize your capabilit ies to carve out your own career and legacy instead of being a lazy bum who leeches off others,” Dahlia urged in a deep voice. “So what if I’m a bum? Catching easy fish is also a skill. It just means I work s mart,” Dustin shrugged. “You…” Dahlia was starting to get annoyed. She had put sincere effort into try ing to talk sense into him, but her advice seemed to fall on deaf ears. Not to mention the fact that he did not appear ashamed of his behavior at all. It was apparent that there was no saving some people from their stubbo rnness. As the two went back and forth, a few patrol cars pulled up and blocked the int ersection. The doors of the patrol cars swung open, and several uniformed police officers ste pped out and approached them swiftly. “We’re looking for Dustin Rhys,” said one of the police officers. “That’s me.” Dustin responded, “Is something wrong, officer?” “We just received a report that you’ve stolen some valuable objects. Please co me with us!” shouted the officer. “Stolen? Officer, there must be a misunderstanding.” Dustin declared, squinting his eyes. “Alright, may I ask what’s inside this box?” “Panax root.” “Then that proves it! Come with us immediately for further investigation!” The officer said little more as he handcuffed Dustin. “Officer! What exactly is going on?” exclaimed Dahlia, as she rushed forward, the color drained from her face. “Who are you?” asked the patrol officer. “I’m his friend,” she replied.  “Hmph, suspicious! You could be an accomplice. Take her away as well!” In one swift movement, the officer clicked a pair of handcuffs around Dahlia’s wrists. This incident left everyone at the scene stunned. “Officer, this has nothing to do with her. It’s all me,” said Dustin with a frown. “He’s right, he’s right! This is all Dustin’s doing. It has nothing to do with my daughter! If you want to arrest him, then do that! My daughter has done nothing wrong. She’s innocent!” pleaded Florence. “That’s right, officer! My sister is innocent. She’s a kind soul!” James exclaime d, panicked. “We’ll find out if she’s innocent once the investigation is over. Take her away!” barked the police officer. With a single command from the squad leader, Dust in and Dahlia were escorted into the police cars. ““Wait!” Matt stepped out from the crowd and began, “I’m of the Laney family o f Millsburg. Please cut us some slack and let…” “Any more nonsense, and you’ll all be coming along!” snapped the officer. His cold glare silenced Matt instantly. There was nothing anyone could do as they watched Dahlia leave with them. “It’s over! Goddamn good–for– nothing Dustin, getting my daughter in trouble!” cried Florence as she stompe d the ground in distress. 1 “I don’t give a damn if he digs his own grave, but to drag Dahlia with him? What a bastard!” James scowled with resentment. “Now’s not the time for this. Quick, we need to think of a way to save Ms. Nicholson!” said Lyra. “You’re right! We have to find a way. I know a friend who works at the police station. I’ll give him a call at once!” “I know a relative who has connections with some police officers of higher ranks. I’ll find out if he can offer us any help.” Suddenly, the air was filled with the excited chattering of everyone in the group, gathering assistance from anyone they could think of. 

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 Nighttime, in the interrogation room of the police station. Dustin and Dahlia sat with their backs against each other, bound to the chairs in the middle of the room. The air in the room was cool and damp, and darkness shrouded them completely. They could feel an invisible weight on their shoulders. “My bad, I didn’t mean to drag you into this mess,” Dustin spoke first. “They claimed you stole some valuables. Is that true?” Dahlia asked, cutting to the chase. “What do you think?” “You don’t look that bold to me, so my guess is someone is trying to frame yo u. Does this have anything to do with the Cobra?” “The Cobra is merely a pawn. The mastermind is none other than Duane Welc h.” “Duane Welch? Are you talking about Sir Anderson?” Dahlia was dumbstruck. “Weren’t you on fairly good terms with him before? Did you strike a nerve? H ow?” “I punched him,” Dustin admitted flatly. “What?” Dahlia choked, struggling to keep her calm, “You You dared hit Sir An derson! Are you out of your mind?!” Sir Anderson wasn’t just anyone– he was like a brother to Mr. Anderson. Not to mention being of the prominent Welch family of Millsburg! He was someone even the vicious, unyie lding Cobra would kneel to. Yet Dustin dared place a hand on him, the epitome of digging one’s own grave! “He hit me first. I only hit back in self– defense.” Dustin didn’t seem bothered in the slightest. “Y– you act too rashly!” Dahlia fumed, “Who do you think Sir Anderson is? Do you think he’s someone you can afford to offend? One order from him is all it takes to wipe you off the face of the earth!” “Since I’ve already offended him, there’s nothing else we can do than go with the flow,” Dustin said with a shrug. “Easy for you to say, but do you think you can handle this?” Dahlia’s patience was running thin. She asserted, You better find an opening to call Natasha later. She’s the only one who can save you now!” As the words left her tongue, she felt an acrid taste at the back of her throat. Although she wouldn’t admit it if she didn’t have to, there was no denying that there was no comparing herself to Natasha when it came to family background. Suddenly, the metal door to the dark room creaked open, Interrupting their conversation. A man with a rotund beer belly appeared in the doorway and step ped into the room. He sat down on a chair and flicked the switch of the bright l amp on the desk. The glare from the lamp made the two detainees squeeze their eyes shut Instinctively.  “So, you’re Dustin Rhys or something.” hissed the fat man maliciously. “Yes.” Dustin continued squinting until his eyes grew accustomed to the intense light. I “Do either of you know who I am?” the man asked. “No clue.” “Then, allow me to introduce myself. I go by Gardner, the inspector here. I am nicknamed Heinous Hades by many!” The fat man lifted his chin with pride. 1 Dahlia’s heart dropped. Having spent a good chunk of her life mingling in this field, it was not her first time hearing that nickname. He was a man of barbarian cruelty, always baying for the blood of his next victim. Any offenders who fell into his hands could only pray for an out come less than horrific. They were in grave trouble this time around! “Nice to meet you, Mr. Gardner. We’ve heard a lot about you.” While Dahlia anticipated the worst, Dustin seemed relatively calm and breezy. “Great! Given that you’ve heard of my name, I assume you’re familiar with my habits. I recommend that you learn your place and cooperate. That is your only hope of leaving here alive!” The inspector lit a cigar, slid it between his teeth, and took a deep breath. “Mr. Gardner, what do you need my cooperation for?” Dustin asked with a cal m voice. “The lot of you stole some valuable items, and the law can sentence you to pri son. However, I am giving you the chance to straighten out the issue with the original owner. If we reach a m utual agreement, no charges will be pressed.” “Mr. Gardner, you must be mistaken. I didn’t steal anything. The Panax root belongs to me,” Dustin rebutted politely. “Hey! Kid! Are you sure you know what’s happening?” The fat man snorted. “Does it matter whether you stole it or not? Once you step fo ot in my territory, I make the rules. If I say you stole it, it means you stole it. Do you understand me?” “Mr. Gardner, isn’t the way you’re approaching this case a little unreasonable? ” Dustin’s eyebrows creased into a frown. “Unreasonable? Haha. My words could not be more reasonable!” snarled the f at man. A sinister smirk stretched across his face. “Now, you both have two o ptions. One, to reach a deal with Sir Anderson. Or two, spend the rest of your lives in jail!” “Can I choose neither?” Dustin asked.” “Hey! I’m trying to engage in a peaceful discussion with you. You’d better be s ensible and take the option, or else you won’t have it easy if you cross me!” H ostility flashed in his eyes. “Are you trying to threaten me?” “What if I am?” the inspector sneered. The cigar hung from his teeth as he con tinued with disdain, “I know you Chapter 98 have some punch in you, but even superpowers won’t be useful in my territory ! Besides, need I remind you that your gorgeous girlfriend will be very popular if she ends up in prison! Even if you could not care less about yourself, you s hould keep her in mind! That is, if you can bear watching as the other prisoner s ravage such a delicate beauty!” Dustin’s expression hardened. Murderous intent seeped from his eyes. “If you dare touch her, rest assured that nothing but death will await you!” While his aggressive remark stunned Dahlia, she couldn’t help the warmth tha t filled her chest. “Haha! You can barely stand up for yourself. And to think, you’re trying to thre aten me! If you have brains in that head of yours, just hand over the Panax root and call it quits. Otherwise, you can’t blame me if I throw your beloved in prison! Give it some thought. You’ll have thirty minutes to think it through. I’ll be back with hopes of an affirmative answer.” With a grotesque grin, Gardner turned to leave, leaving nothing but a loud, resonating bang in his wake. The room plunged back into darkness. 

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 The night progressed slowly. Florence. James, and the others waited anxiously outside the police station. Dahlia was the backbone of the Nicholson family. If something were to happen to her, the Nicholsons would undoubtedly fall apart. Therefore, to save them selves, they did everything they could to arrange for her release. which meant pulling every string possible. A policeman appeared out of nowhere. James immediately stepped forward and asked, “Mr. Clarke, how’s it looking? Can you let my sister go?” “James, I dug around and discovered that Gardner is the inspector in charge o f this case. A mere policeman like myself won’t be able to do much to help,” the man said with a shake of his head. “What else can we do? Do you have any other ideas?” James lamented with panic. “Mr. Clarke, we would be eternally grateful for whatever you can do to help us! ” Florence pleaded. “I’ll try my best, but I can’t promise anything. Plus, don’t forget the sum of mon ey.” “Sir, I’ve just forked out two million dollars. Take it for now, and I’ll get more if i t doesn’t suffice. Please help us out. We can talk about further payment later!” James cried as he pulled out a card and handed it to the policeman. “Alright then, I’ll give it another shot.” The policeman slid the card into his pocket discreetly, turned around, and wal ked back into the station. “James, two million isn’t a small amount. Are you sure we can trust your friend ?” Florence asked, her voice uncertain. “No matter what, we still have to give it a go.” James muttered through gritted teeth. “By the way, has anyone seen Mr. Laney?” someone in the crowd quipped. “Matt said he went to meet a friend who may be able to help get Dahlia out of t his pickle,” Florence replied. “So that’s where he’s gone. With Mr. Laney’s help, we have double the reassu rance. I’m sure it’ll be alright.” With that, the group let out a sigh of relief. Meanwhile, in a luxurious villa, Matt was having the time of his life with a gorg eous woman in a hot tub. His body intertwined with hers as they blissfully ma de love to each other. “I doubt you’re here simply to visit. You must have a favor to ask of me, am I right?” the woman smirked. “Nothing ever gets past you, does it?” he conceded with a slight smile. He beg an, “I have a friend who’s being held at the police station, and I need your help bailing her out. I’m sure you know that Swinton is not my home ground.” “A friend? What’s the name?” she asked. “Dahlia Nicholson.”  “Oh? A woman? Is there something going on between you and her?” The beauty raised an eyebrow suspiciously. “Hehe… she’s just a friend. She helped me out awhile back, so I’m merely returning the favor.” Matt maintained a nonchalant expression. “Is that so?” Dubious, the woman pressed on. “Matt, don’t claim I’ve never re minded you that you are mine and mine only. You best believe you’ll regret being promiscuous out there. If a vixen dares to try to seduce you, I will make he r life a living hell!” “What are you even talking about, baby girl? You are the one I love most in lif e. How could I possibly have eyes for other women?” Matt quickly pulled her i nto a tight embrace. “Since you say you love me so much, you shall attend my birthday party in tw o days and meet my father as “my boyfriend,” the lady said with a smile stretching from ear to ear. “Are you introducing me to your family already?” “Why? Are you afraid?” “Your father is the one and only Sir Hummer. I bet you won’t be able to name me someone who isn’t afraid of the prospect of meeting him! However, it goes without saying that I would cross the highest mountains and the deepest seas for you!” “Aw, aren’t you the sweetest! Alright then, it’s a deal!” At the same time, at Java Joys. Natasha was seated on the couch, reading silently, when Ruth barged in. *Sis! Bad news! Dustin’s been arrested!” she blurted as soon as her lips parte d. “Arrested?” Natasha was taken aback. “What happened?” “I just received news that Dustin was arrested and escorted to the police statio n for the theft of valuable items!” Ruth managed between pants. “Theft? Is that it?” Natasha’s confusion grew. “The theft is nothing but a coverup. In reality, Dustin is being framed. However, thin gs don’t look good given that he’s fallen into the hands of that fat man Gardner,” Ruth continued. A string of protests rang from Natasha’s mouth immediately. “That fat bastard! Such audacity– how dare he touch my man? Gather your men at once and follow me to the police station to get our people back!” Meanwhile, in Hunter Anderson’s mansion. “Dad! Bad news! Something major happened!” Jeff Anderson rushed into the study with large beads of sweat covering his forehead, startling Hunter as he practiced his brush strokes.  “You idiot! How many times have I told you that you must stay calm when facing problems instead of overreacting? Why don’t you ever heed my advice?!” “Dad! I’m not overreacting this time. Something big really did happen!” Jeff wiped the sweat from his face. “Pahl You better remember: no matter how big a situation, you must stay calm ! That is how a real man should act!” After relaying his teachings, he finally asked, “Now tell me, what’s going on?” “It’s about Mr. Rhys. He’s been arrested by Gardner!” Jeff exploded. “What?” Hunter started trembling in fear. Even the brush in his hand broke in two. “Quick… call someone! We have to go to the police station,” he instructed his son. He roared, “That fat f*ck “Gardner. If he dares touch a hair on Mr. Rhys‘ head, I’ll skin him alive!” “Dad, shouldn’t you remain calm?” Jeff’s lips twitched with irony. “To hell with calm!” The news struck him like a lightning bolt, so shocking that Hunter broke into a cold sweat. “If Mr. Laney emerges unscathed, all will be well. But if something were to hap pen to him, everyone in Swinton would suffer. Not to mention Garnder, you, and even myself!” “Huh! Is the situation so grave?” Jeff winced. He still had zero clue about Dustin’s true identity. “What are you doing still lingering around? We have to get him out of there!” ordered Hunter. After slapping his son awake, Hunter darted out the door. Deep in his heart, he prayed, “Gardner, Gardner, you fat motherf*cker better not mess around! If you do, Swinton will be soaked in blood!” 

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 As the chaos unfolded in the outside world, nothing but peace and calm hung i n the air of the inspector’s office at the police station. “What’s the situation, Mr. Gardner? Has the kid confessed yet?” asked the Co bra impatiently as soon as he sat down. “It doesn’t matter whether he has or not. Any prisoner who falls into my hands is sure to give in eventually.” The fat inspector took another drag of his cigar with a smug expression. “It’s not a problem if you’re on–site, but you can’t guarantee that things won’t take a turn for the worse. I think you oug ht to get it out of the way while you can,” the Cobra suggested. “Why do you say that? Are you trying to teach me how to do my job?” Gardner cast a cold glare at him. “Of course not. I wouldn’t even dream of it. It’s just that the kid has someone b acking him up. If this isn’t resolved soon, trouble may arise,” the Cobra explained with a quick apology. “What trouble could possibly arise? I’m just doing my job. Plus, this is my territ ory. Who would dare disobey me?” he reminded the man with certainty. “Well, that’s true, Mr. Gardner. You are Mr. Granville’s son–in–law after all– who would dare disrespect you?” agreed the Cobra flatteringly. “Hmph! At least you’re smart enough to know that!” the inspector guffawed. He was perhaps prouder of having the mayor as his father–in– law than of his identity as an inspector. The title of mayor denoted the highest position of power in the whole of Swinton. “Mr. Gardner, this is a gift from Sir Anderson. Please accept it,” said the Cobra as he held out a gift box with both hands. Gardner opened the box, and the shimmer of the gold accessory put a smile on his face. “Hehe… Sir Anderson is simply too generous. Send him my thanks! Also, reas sure him that I will handle this with extra care and ensure nothing goes wrong! ” “Thank you, Mr. Gardner!” The Cobra bowed in gratitude. While the two spoke, the squad leader who had made the arrest entered the r oom unannounced. “Is something the matter?” Gardner instantly slammed the gift box shut. “Sir, the Nicholson family has just sent someone to intercede, and they’ve offe red to pay a hefty amount to release Dahlia Nicholson on bail,” the officer reported. “Pah! That woman is a wanted criminal. There’s no way she can be released on ball. Send them away!” commanded Gardner with a dismissive wave of his hand. “Yes, sir.” The squad leader turned and left. However, he knocked on the door again in less than a minute. “What is it this time?!” barked the inspector, clearly losing his patience. “Sir, Ms. Harmon called in earlier, claiming that we’ve arrested the wrong pers on. She has asked us to release Dustin Rhys immediately.” the officer said. “Ms. Harmon? Do you mean Natasha Harmon?” Gardner’s expression froze. “That’s her.” The officer nodded. “Cobra, what’s going on? You failed to mention that this kid had anything to do with Natasha!” The inspector’ s eyes turned feral Natasha was a lady of superiority in all aspects; money, po wer, and influence. Under normal circumstances, she was not someone he would offend for no reason. “Mr. Gardner, he’s just a good–for– nothing Natasha dotes on. In fact, he has no proper background. With your status, you need not pay him much attention,” the Cobra assured the inspecto r. “Hmph! That better be the case!” Slightly flustered, Gardner instructed the squad leader, “Tell Natasha Harmon that we are holding no such person in ou r patrol room.” Since he had already given his word to Duane, there was no going back. For now, the best course of action would be to sweep it un der the carpet. However, as soon as the squad leader left, Gardner’s phone started ringing. “Mr. Anderson?” He was baffled by the caller ID displayed on the screen. For Mr. Anderson to call at this hour.. could it be for the kid as well? Wasn’t this too much of a coincidence?! Brushing the thought from his mind, he decided to pick up the call, still feeling apprehensive. “Hello, Mr. Anderson! Is there anything I can do for you?” “Mr. Gardner! Tell me, did you arrest a young man named Dustin Rhys?” Hun ter cut right to the chase without wasting a second. “Oh? Did I? Why is it that I’m not aware of this?” Mr. Gardner questioned. His heart skipped a beat, but he didn’t let it show. He asked, “Mr. Anderson, did s omething happen?” “Gardner! Don’t you dare pull tricks on me! Heed my order and release Dustin right this instant! Or else, don’t blame me for cutting you off for good!” Hunter yelled into the phone. “Mr. Anderson, there must have been a misunderstanding! I don’t know a Dust in at all. How about I look into it for you?” The officer desperately put on an act. There was no way he would spill the beans on the plan. “Alright then, you fat bastard. You have no idea what you’re getting yourself in to! Mark my words– if anything happens to Dustin, you and your whole family will go down with hi m!” Hunter hung up the phone with a threatening growl: “Did that old man get up on the wrong side of the bed today?” grumbled Gard ner, his displeasure written all over his face. “Sir, what’s wrong?” the Cobra asked cautiously. “What’s wrong? Where did you get the guts to ask me that?” Gardner slapped a palm onto the table. “Didn’t 23  you say the kid had no background? Mr. Anderson just called to speak to me about the fellow! Does that sound like someone with no background to you? A re you deliberately trying to set me up, you motherf*cker?!” Natasha Harmon was already a handful. Now that Hunter Anderson was also i n the picture, this was equivalent to stripping him down and tying him to a ske wer over an open fire. “No way! There’s no way that he has relations with Mr. Anderson! I– I really didn’t know about this,” the Cobra stuttered as the color drained from h is face. “Quick, call Duane now. This situation is getting way out of hand. He’ll have to pay me more if he wants this matter settled smoothly,” Gardner ordered. “Alright, alright. I will call Sir Anderson immediately!” The Cobra did not hesitate as he dialed Duane’s number. Over the phone, he briefly explained Gardner’s request. After confirming an affirmative answer, he reported, “Sir, Sir Anderson has agr eed to double the price as long as you can get the job done!” Hearing this, the tense muscles on the inspector’s face finally eased. *Sir Anderson is truly generous! In that case, I’ll do my very best!” he declared with a smile of contentment. Well, money did do wonders, after all. A middle ground is alw ays more easily reached with a good payout.