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Chapter 24

I know! Mr. Nolan must have helped us out!"

Lyra seemed to have thought of something. Suddenly, she said, "I called him after calling the police just earlier. He must have sent President Anderson here."

"Chris Nolan?" Dahlia frowned, feeling doubtful.

"That's right. Mr. Nolan is the only person who would help us and has the power to ask President Anderson for help!" Lyra analyzed, convinced that she was correct.

"Well, that makes sense." Dahlia agreed. As they were talking, a red Ferrari stopped by the road. The door opened, and Chris, wearing a set of bright clothes, came down hurriedly.

"Dahlia! Are you okay? I came here immediately after receiving the call!" Chris seemed worried.

"Mr. Nolan, thanks for your help. Otherwise, Ms. Nicholson would be in danger." Lyra hurriedly thanked Chris.

"Help?" Chris was stunned. He almost couldn't snap back to his senses.

"Yes! Mr. Anderson had already come just now. He came to rescue Ms. Nicholson." Lyra smiled.

"Huh?" Chris was even more shocked.

"Mr. Nolan, I didn't expect you to be able to get President Anderson's help. You are amazing. I'm impressed!" Lyra began to flatter him.

The corners of Chris' mouth twitched. He seemed confused. Hunter Anderson was a big shot, and Chris was in no position to ask for his help. Actually, Chris didn't even have the right to meet him, much less ask for his help. Although he wasn't sure what happened, Dahlia and Lyra had misunderstood him. Since things had already played out, he decided to continue with the flow.

In any case, he wouldn't lose out on anything.

"Ahem, well… I was just trying. I didn't expect Mr. Anderson to be so kind." Chris fixed his tie and accepted the praise. Hearing that, Dustin couldn't help laughing. This guy was so thick–skinned. Wasn't he afraid the ladies would find out the truth?

"Dustin! How dare you laugh?" Lyra cried, annoyed. "Look at Mr. Nolan. He solved everything easily, but what about you? You only know how to be violent, and you nearly put Ms. Nicholson in danger!"

"Why did he only show up now if he is so amazing?" Dustin responded calmly."Although he was late, he got Mr. Anderson's help. Otherwise, do you think you can walk out of Sir Spanner's territory alive?" Lyra replied angrily.

"You're the only one who thinks that way. I don't think Chris saved me," Dustin responded calmly.

"Hey! Why are you so ungrateful? Mr. Nolan saved you. Not only did you not thank him, but you're also sprouting nonsense here. How shameless!" Lyra was displeased.

"Forget it, he doesn't know how to appreciate others' help. Let's not lower our standards and argue with him." Chris feigned generosity.

"Did you see that? This is what we call grace!" Lyra glared at Dustin.

"Dustin, Mr. Nolan saved us, after all. I think it won't hurt for you to thank him." Dahlia seemed dissatisfied too.

"Go ahead and thank him if you want. It's none of my business." Dustin couldn't care less.

"Why are you acting this way?" Dahlia frowned minutely. He didn't even thank Chris for saving them earlier. How could he be so petty?

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"I'm always like that. This isn't the first time you've met me."Then, Dustin continued relentlessly, "Also, please don't be a busybody and barge into Trevor's territory next time. You are so dumb!"

"I'm dumb? I did it to save you!" Dahlia was getting angry.

"Save me? Who asked you to save me?" Dustin raised his voice. "How are we even related? Do I need your help? Stop being a busybody. You almost killed yourself, yet you're trying to act tough. You asked for it."

Hearing his words, Dahlia was stunned. She couldn't believe Dustin would say such a thing.

"Is this what you wanted to tell me?" Dahlia was dumbfounded and rooted to the ground in disbelief. Looking at Dustin's cold expression, she thought he felt unfamiliar. She could feel grief and sadness. washing over her as a result.

"That's right! That's what I wanted to tell you! Please keep in mind not to meddle in my business. My life and death have nothing to do with you. We are no longer related. Do you get it?" Dustin scolded her fiercely.

His cruel words froze Dahlia. She didn't expect Dustin would complain and blame her instead of thanking her for her kindness. When had they become enemies?

"Hey, Dustin Rhys! Are you even human?" Standing on the side, Lyra couldn't take it anymore. She scolded, "How can you say that to Ms. Nicholson? She was trying to help you! How can you be so ungrateful?"

"What do you want me to say? Am I supposed to praise her for being brave and barging into Trevor's place?" Dustin asked coldly.

"You are such an ungrateful guy!" Lyra was pissed off.

"That's enough! Stop it! From now on, I will never meddle in your business. Whether you're alive or dead, it has nothing to do with me!"

Finally, Dahlia could no longer hold herself back. With that, she left angrily. Nobody noticed the usually tough lady had started to tear up.

"Dustin Rhys! You'd better remember what you said today! Don't come and ask for our help next time!" Lyra glared at him and caught up with Dahlia.

"What an idiot," Chris uttered, following after them. This was a chance for him to swoop in. He couldn't let this chance go.

"Silly woman…" Confusion filled Dustin's eyes as he stared at Dahlia leaving. He had purposely said that to protect her. Trevor would have taken advantage of her if Dustin hadn't arrived on time earlier. He didn't want anything similar to happen again, so he had to cut ties with her heartlessly!

"Finally, it's time to take action." Dustin took a deep breath, turned around, and stared at Drey Group's building. He hadn't left earlier because he was afraid. He simply hadn't wanted to put Dahlla in danger. Now that Dahlia was safe, he had no worries anymore.

Revenge was a dish that must be served cold. Unfortunately, Dustin was an impatient guy. He had to take revenge today!

With that thought in mind, Dustin strode into the Drey Group without hesitation. Under the people's shocked gazes, he locked the main door. Soon, cries and howls rang out from the building.

The whole process took about 20 minutes.

20 minutes later…

With a loud bang, the office door on the top floor was smashed by one of the bodyguards 'dead bodies.

Dustin stepped on the corpse as he entered the room, covered in blood. He looked like a devil from hell. The whole place was covered in gore. It was terrifying! In the office, Trevor's bodyguards were shocked. They were dumbfounded, and chills started creeping up their bodies.

Dustin was like a monster; they didn't expect him to be so strong. He had killed everybody from the first floor to the top floor!

He had killed almost 200 men all by himself! Was he even human?

"Who–Who are you?" Panicking, Trevor stumbled backward. When he saw Dustin coming back, he smiled smugly, assuming that Dustin must have a death wish. Soon, he realized he was wrong.

He was completely wrong! Dustin didn't have a death wish. He was on a killing spree!