Elizabeth glanced at the door just in time to watch as Dustin Cage walked in, accompanied by the man who had spotted Elizabeth at the hotel, along with four burly thugs. Dustin was the typical spoiled brat from a rich and influential family. With a head full of blonde hair, he was decked out in luxury items and screamed of debaucherous arrogance. He was wearing a pair of sunglasses,s but upon seeing Elizabeth, he immediately took them off, muttering in disbelief. “It really is you.” “Are you out of your mind, Dustin? How dare you barge in here like this?” Elizabeth lashed out almost instinctively, barely able to contain her anger. She was already displeased that he had managed to find her, yet he dared to barge in without her consent; just how was she supposed to stay calm? “Oh come on, Beth, don't be like that. The moment I heard you had recovered, I rushed over immediately. I've wanted to see you for so long, how could I possibly let anything or anyone stand in the

Infuriated, Dustin flared up. “You bastard, how dare you speak to me like that? Do you know who I am? You think I won't dare to kill you just because Elizabeth is here!?” “As I said, a dog. Not only do you think like one, but you also talk like one as well.” Alistair said. Elizabeth panicked, well aware that Dustin was impulsive and would surely try to harm Alistair. “Mister Reid, please don't be rash.” She worriedly remarked. The last thing she wanted was to watch Alistair get hurt all because of her. She would never be able to live it down. Alistair shrugged. “I'm only speaking the truth.” Dustin's rage boiled over as he remarked. “ Listen here, you fool. I'll give you only one chance to leave this place alive. Get on your knees, apologize and beg me for mercy, otherwise, I swear I'll turn you into a vegetable and make you eat piss and shit till you die!” Alistair snorted. “Want me to kneel and beg you? Are you worthy?” “Mister Reid…” Elizabeth trailed off, re

Elizabeth's voice cracked as she spoke, revealing her heartfelt emotions. “But you came into the picture and everything changed. I was able to get my life back when everyone else said that I was destined for death. So, after I recovered, I made a vow to myself that I would become your disciple and learn your medical way, so that just as you gave me hope and life, I would be able to give it to someone else as well.“So, Mister Reid, please, allow me to be selfish and accept me as your disciple.” Alistair was rendered speechless by Elizabeth's sincerity. She was truly a good person, with a desire to make the world a better place. Most other heiresses wouldn't care about anything but their beauty and luxury items.But Elizabeth saw through all that and sought to make an impact on the world. Even if he wanted to reject her, he couldn't after hearing this. Letting out a sigh, Alistair massaged his temples.From the moment he picked up Caleb Bolton’s call the other day, it seemed that

Since Alistair had accepted her as his disciple, Elizabeth had taken to calling him master instead of Mister, adding a new layer of respect to the man who saved her life. “Yes, everything is fine. You can go ahead, I have somewhere to be.”“Oh, alright then,” Elizabeth replied. Though disappointed, she knew she couldn't keep on following Alistair around, even though she wanted to. “Perhaps I could drop you off!” Elizabeth offered.“That won't be necessary.” Alistair simply said. “Alright then.” With that, Alistair took his leave with Elizabeth making her way to where her bodyguards were waiting for her. However, just as she got to her car, she got a call from her mother. Elizabeth frowned as she pulled her phone from her designer handbag.It was oddly suspicious that she would call just after she finished her meeting with Alistair.Pursing her lips, she picked. “Hey mom.”"Elizabeth Bolton!" Her mother’s voice was shrill. "I just had the most distressing conversation with Dusti

Sara, foolish as she was, had no idea she'd fallen for Tristan's carefully constructed trap as she took out her cellphone and dialed Stacy's number. “Hello, ma'am.” Stacy immediately answered once the call connected.“Come to the company reception now. I need to speak to you.” Sara coldly said before ending the call. Five minutes later, Stacy arrived at the reception, wearing a lab coat. Upon seeing Tristan, her expression darkened considerably, after all, he was the one who gave Sara poison masquerading as a cancer cure. If she could, she would immediately call the police and have the bastard arrested. “Miss Connor, you called for me?” She said respectfully. Sara coldly asked. “Has production on the cancer cure formula I gave you begun?” “Miss, about that…”Before Stacy could even complete her statement, Sara struck her hard across the cheek, causing her to stagger. In an instant, a deafening silence fell on the reception. Everyone present could hardly believe what had just