An Understated Dominance

“What?” Joshua stared at his sister’s body incredulously. He never thought that Dustin would be so ruthless,

killing without warning.

“Anything else you want to say?” Dustin calmly asked.

“D–don’t kill me! Please don’t kill me!” Joshua fell to his knees, begging. “I was an idiot to offend you. Please forgive me. I swear I won’t go against you ever again!”

“You had your chance, but you didn’t appreciate it.” Dustin’s face was void of any sympathy.

“N–no. I do. I promise! Please! I’m still young. I don’t want to die! Just let me go. I’ll do anything you want. I

swear!”

Joshua began ramming his forehead into the floor. He wasn’t able to win against Dustin when he was in peak condition, so why would he have a winning chance now? For Dustin, killing Joshua would be as easy as killing

an ant.

“I’m pretty sure that’s not what you said just now.” Dustin sneered. “Didn’t you say that you were going to

make me suffer like never before after you recovered?”

“N–no, I didn’t!” Joshua shook his head frantically. “I would never dare!”

“Where’s Edwin?” Dustin demanded, clearly having lost his patience. He had searched the entire villa, but there

was no sign of Edwin Hummer.

“I–I don’t know! I heard that my dad went to Millsburg to get me medicine, but I have no idea where he is.”

Joshua cried.

“He’s in Millsburg, eh? Lucky bastard.” Dustin felt regretful that Edwin managed to get away.

“Are you looking for my dad? D–don’t worry, I’ll let you know as soon as he’s home! I’ll be your faithful hound

from now on.” Joshua smiled weakly, grasping at straws.

Dustin sneered. “You’re willing to betray your father? You’re worse than an animal.” He slowly raised his hand.

holding a silver needle.

“No! You can’t kill me! My mentor is the master of Boulderthorn, and my fiancée is the Grants‘ third daughter. You’ll become their enemy if you kill me. People will keep coming for your head, and you’ll have to live in lear

for the rest of your life!” Joshua roared, going berserk, his eyes bloodshot.

“You should have thought about that when you kidnapped Natasha. As for the Grants and Boulderthorn, well, I

don’t care about them. So, you’ll definitely die today,” Dustin replied coldly.

With a flick of his finger, the silver needle lodged itself in the space between Joshua’s forehead.

“No!” Joshua wailed with his last breath, the sound resonating in all directions.

Early the next morning. Inside a mansion in Millsburg, Edwin woke up with a start from his nightmare, sweat blanketing his whole body. For some reason, his sleep had been restless, an ominous feeling constantly

He sprung up and prepared to run when a tall figure walked into his room without a sound.

“Who the hell are you?” he shouted.

“The person who’s going to kill you.” The figure slowly lifted its head, and from the moonlight shining through the window. Joshua finally had a clear look at the other person’s face.

“It’s you? W–w–weren’t you arrested? When did you get out?”

Joshua began to back up in terror. Just this morning, he’d received Tina’s message that the military had captured Dustin. How did he get free in less than a day?

“Any last words?” Dustin asked coldly.

Tina threatened. “You better not mess around, Rhys! We have Boulderthorn and the Grants‘ protection. If you touch-

Before she could finish her sentence, Dustin flicked his wrist, and a silver needle embedded itself into her forehead.

Tina twitched before tilting her head back and falling to the ground, dead.

“What?” Joshua stared at his sister’s body incredulously. He never thought that Dustin would be so ruthless,

killing without warning.

“Anything else you want to say?” Dustin calmly asked.

“D–don’t kill me! Please don’t kill me!” Joshua fell to his knees, begging. “I was an idiot to offend you. Please forgive me. I swear I won’t go against you ever again!”

“You had your chance, but you didn’t appreciate it.” Dustin’s face was void of any sympathy. This content provided by N(o)velDrama].[Org.

“N–no. I do. I promise! Please! I’m still young. I don’t want to die! Just let me go. I’ll do anything you want. I

swear!”

Joshua began ramming his forehead into the floor. He wasn’t able to win against Dustin when he was in peak condition, so why would he have a winning chance now? For Dustin, killing Joshua would be as easy as killing

an ant.

“I’m pretty sure that’s not what you said just now.” Dustin sneered. “Didn’t you say that you were going to make me suffer like never before after you recovered?”

“N–no. I didn’t!” Joshua shook his head frantically. “I would never dare!”

“Where’s Edwin?” Dustin demanded, clearly having lost his patience. He had searched the entire villa, but there

was no sign of Edwin Hummer.

“I–I don’t know! I heard that my dad went to Millsburg to get me medicine, but I have no idea where he is.”

Joshua cried.

“He’s in Millsburg, eh? Lucky bastard.” Dustin felt regretful that Edwin managed to get away.

“Are you looking for my dad? D–don’t worry. I’ll let you know as soon as he’s home! I’ll be your faithful hound

from now on.” Joshua smiled weakly, grasping at straws.

Dustin sneered. “You’re willing to betray your father? You’re worse than an animal.” He slowly raised his hand.

holding a silver needle.

“No! You can’t kill me! My mentor is the master of Boulderthorn, and my fiancée is the Grants‘ third daughter. You’ll become their enemy if you kill me. People will keep coming for your head, and you’ll have to live in fear for the rest of your life!” Joshua roared, going berserk, his eyes bloodshot.

“You should have thought about that when you kidnapped Natasha. As for the Grants and Boulderthorn, well, I

don’t care about them. So, you’ll definitely die today,” Dustin replied coldly.

With a flick of his finger, the silver needle lodged itself in the space between Joshua’s forehead.

“No!” Joshua wailed with his last breath, the sound resonating in all directions.

Early the next morning, inside a mansion in Millsburg, Edwin woke up with a start from his nightmare, sweat

blanketing his whole body. For some reason, his sleep had been restless, an ominous feeling constantly

hovering over him.

“Sir Hummer!” One of his bodyguards barged into his room, overjoyed. “We finally got our hands on Dr. Watkins

Substratumis. With this. Mr. Hummer will finally recover!”

“Excellent! Show me!” Edwin’s face lit up, his worries forgotten.

“Here you go, sir!” The guard brought out a jade box and opened it, revealing a glistening sheer milky white pill that emitted a sweet, relaxing scent.