"Hey, how can you be so stubborn?" Dustin's one-track mind made Ruth blow her top. "My sister didn't tell you for your own sake. Otherwise, you'd always be at risk of a fatal disaster!" "Hmph, I've been through rain and fire for years. Is there anything I haven't encountered before? I stand by my words—if you don't say it, I'll go ask myself!" Dustin said resolutely. "You …" Ruth stamped her feet in fury, but she didn't know how to rebut. After a moment, she shook her head helplessly. "It seems like my sister was right; you won't give it a rest. I really don't know if this is a blessing or a curse. Didn't you say you want to go to Millsburg to see my sister? Fine … I can take you there, but you have to listen to me. You can't act rashly! Or else my sister and I will also get dragged down with you. Got it?" "Alright!" Dustin agreed. Right now, he only wanted to see for himself that Natasha was fine. "Tidy up. I'll wait for you in the car," Ruth said, then went straight to the ca

"Something happened? What happened?" Edmund was stunned, unable to react. "My daughter just called to tell me that Abigail got into a conflict at the karaoke bar, and both sides got into a fight! You should hurry over and check on her!" the neighbor urged. "What? A fight?!" Edmund was startled. He immediately threw down his cutlery and ran to the door, but then, he turned around suddenly and said, "Mr. Rhys, I truly apologize, but something happened to my daughter, and I need to go handle it." "I'll go with you." Dustin stood. It wasn't good to just mooch off someone in their house. If he could lend a hand in any way, he naturally wouldn't be stingy. "Well …" Edmund was a bit conflicted. "Don't worry. I won't make things worse." Dustin smiled. "Edmund, don't dawdle any longer. More people means more power. Hurry!" the neighbor prompted again."Alright …" Edmund nodded. Without another word, he got in his Mazda and drove off. He couldn't care about anything else right now.

Mike assumed an aggressive stance, his eyes sharp. With his tall, buff body, he did look rather threatening. The girls standing behind him stared at him with sparkling eyes, their hearts pounding. What young woman wasn't a romantic at heart? They had fantasized about being a damsel in distress saved by prince charming more than once. "Punk, do you know who the fuck I am? How dare you stick your nose in my business?!" The man in the suit cupped his bleeding head, his eyes dark. "I don't care who you are. If you don't kneel and apologize today, don't blame me if I shatter your legs!" Mike waved his bat. "That's right, apologize!" his group of buddies crowed. Boys at their age naturally had no fear. "Great! A group of prepubescent boys dares behave so arrogantly in front of me? Just you wait!" the man spat harshly as he attempted to slip away. "Fuck, who said you could go?" Furious, Mike swung the bat at the man's legs. The latter stumbled and almost crashed to the floor. "Boy

"Lord Horst's brother?" Everyone was aghast to hear that, especially Mike, whose face had gone as white as a sheet. He never expected the man to have that identity. Although his father and Lord Horst knew each other, they were merely acquaintances. However, the man before them was Lord Horst's brother, so it was clear who mattered more. He was doomed! "Weren't you showing off just now? Why don't you do it one more time?" The man in a suit planted his foot into Mike's chest, kicking him to the floor. "How dare you meddle with what I do! You must have a death wish!" With that, he gave Mike another two more blows. Mike gritted his teeth from the pain but couldn't say anything. "You bunch of stupid cunts! What makes you think you can boss me around? Get on your fucking knees. All of you! Break the legs of anyone who disobeys!" the man yelled, brandishing his blade. "On your knees!" His lackeys spat, their blades instantly resting on the students' necks. Shaking in terror, the s

After Lord Horst issued his command, the entire room was quickly emptied, and all the surveillance cameras were turned off. Mike and some of the students were huddled together in a corner, shaking and not daring to move. They were well aware that things were getting serious. "You seem quite calm, kid. Don't you know you're in deep shit?" Lord Horst was surprised. Usually, people would be quaking in fear after hearing him order his men to clear out a place, but Dustin was oddly indifferent about this. He couldn't tell if Dustin was brave or just foolish. "Really? I can't tell." Dustin shrugged. "I might consider letting you live if you chop off one of your hands and beg for forgiveness, so you better not whine that I never gave you a chance, kid." Lord Horst drew out a knife and tossed it. The blade landed next to Dustin with a clang. "I'm also giving you a chance to scram with your idiot of a brother before I beat you two up," Dustin replied calmly. The room fell silent ins