Keller entered the Langley family villa. He wanted to take Simone with him that very day. “The timing works out. I want to meet the newly hired members of the company, and you can come along as well. After all, you will be their boss, too,” Keller said with a smile. “I…” Simone looked hesitant. She did not really want to go with Keller. “Dustin can come along as well. We’re all young, so we should get to know each other. We can be friends and have a friendly competition. Of course, it should be a peaceful one.” Keller made sure to invite Dustin. “Simone has not been feeling well in the past couple of days. Dustin, you should go with her and help look out for her,” Monique said to Dustin. Dustin raised an eyebrow but did not say anything else. The unexpected thing was that Keller actually encouraged Dustin to come along. He was not worried that Dustin would be a third wheel at all. Naturally, Dustin would not allow Simone to leave with Keller alone. He wanted to se

Everyone in the private room was laughing except for Simone and Dustin. They were laughing so hard that some were even breathless from it. The laughter was mocking. Dustin was not known for being mild-tempered. There was no way he would remain unaffected by other people laughing at him. “Do you think it’s very funny?” he asked coldly. Seeing how peculiar he looked, the others finally stopped laughing. “Do you think it’s hilarious to make fun of someone’s past?” Simone asked in displeasure. There was no way that she did not notice the way in which these people were making fun of Dustin and laughing at him. Since Simone would very likely be their future boss, the employees all exchanged glances with each other. “Miss Simone, I think you misunderstood. We didn’t mean to tease him,” Gavin said quickly. “Honestly, I really admire Dustin. Very few people can go as far as him.” “That’s right, Simone. They didn’t mean it that way. You misunderstood,” Keller said with a s

“You’ll be alright, won’t you, Dustin?” Simone asked with some concern as she approached Dustin. She felt that these people all got what they deserved, but she knew that Dustin’s actions would indeed come with consequences. “You might be surprised at how things turn out,” said Dustin and smiled. Simone was a little surprised. The calm and unbothered way Dustin reacted confused Gavin and the others thoroughly. “We’ll see if you’ll still be smiling when the police get here!” Gavin yelled. “He’s only pretending to keep his cool. He must be shaking in his boots!” someone said with gritted teeth. Keller’s face was stony. He had never been hit by anyone before. As an exceptional person who had completed his tertiary education overseas and whose family was rich and powerful, he always maintained the grace of an elite person. Yet, a poor punk like Dustin had kicked him in the butt. This was a moment of great humiliation for him. After all, he was part of the family that

“Hmph! Let’s see how long you can keep this attitude up!” Seeing that the police were finally going to arrest Dustin, Gavin joyfully taunted him. However, what happened next shocked him completely. A pair of handcuffs was secured around his wrists and locked in place with a click. The glee on Gavin’s face froze instantly. He stared in a daze at the gleaming metal around his wrists and was unable to process what was happening for a long time. What was going on? He looked over in confusion and saw that his colleagues had been handcuffed as well. Their faces reflected similar shock. “What’s the meaning of this?” Keller’s expression shifted when he saw that the people helping him up were bringing out handcuffs for him too. “I’m the general manager of the Prolereid Group. Why are you arresting me?” “Even if you were the chairman of the Prolereid Group’s board, we’d still arrest you,” said the two police officers darkly. Keller opened his mouth to speak but could not

Keller and the others were locked up until nighttime. During this time, they were unable to get in contact with anyone outside. Every minute that passed was torture. Finally, around 8 p.m., the head of police arrived. The last head of police had been demoted, and this one had just taken over the role recently. He wore a dark look as he walked into the holding cell. It was clear that he was in a terrible mood. “You really have no clue who you’re up against!” the head of police, Scott Wheaton, roared when he got inside. He was in an awful mood. He had taken so long to show up because he had been dealing with a lot of phone calls. Each of them came from someone higher up than the last. Many important people were keeping an eye on this issue. Thus, he had been busy making sure that all these people were reassured. Scott knew that he would lose his job just as his predecessor had if he did not handle this matter well. So, he was venting his frustrations on this g