Chapter 164

Dustin returned to Peaceful Medical Center and found a silver Bentley parked at the entrance. He entered to see a woman with a beguiling face. Her shapely figure and enchanting temperament, combined with her bewitching smile, made her a striking seductress.

"What brings you here, Ms. Harmon?" Dustin asked, slightly startled. Though they were familiar, he still found her stunning.

"To see you, of course," Natasha said, a touch begrudgingly. "You're so busy, and you rarely visit. Surely you can't forbid me from seeing you?"

"That's not what I meant," Dustin said, changing the subject awkwardly. "How's Immortunol going? Are the effects as expected?"

"Much better than expected!" Natasha smiled. "I came to thank you. Immortunol's effects far surpass Eternumax. Once launched, the profits will pour in."

"Is that so? That's great!" Dustin smiled.

"Here," Natasha said, pulling a document from her bag. "Have a look at this contract."

"What contract?" Dustin asked quizzically.

"You developed the Immortunol formula," Natasha explained. "I can't exploit your work. Let's consider this a collaboration. Future profits will be split evenly." She pushed the contract toward him.

"I don't think that's necessary, Ms. Harmon," Dustin said, shaking his head. "I have no need for a share of Immortunol's profits. I'm happy it's helping you."

"Are you daft? Rejecting money?" Natasha rolled her eyes. "I'm giving it to you; take it. I'll lose sleep otherwise!"

"Well, alright" Dustin conceded, seeing no other option. He nodded and signed the papers.

"Oh, and I have another present for you," Natasha exclaimed.

"A present? What is it?" Dustin asked, curious.

"Close your eyes first," Natasha said, seeming to hide a secret.

Dustin closed his eyes. A moment later, he caught a pleasant fragrance. Then, he felt warm lips on his

Dustin froze, stunned. Had Natasha just kissed him?

He reflexively pulled back, but her arms were around his neck, preventing his escape. The alluring fragrance intensified, momentarily clouding his mind.

At that moment, a Mercedes-Benz pulled up. A beautiful woman with an elegant bearing emerged. It was Dahlia, come to apologize to Dustin. She had spent the day and night considering it and decided an apology was necessary, though difficult. Taking a deep breath, she mustered her courage and opened the door.

"Dus—" She stopped, frozen by the scene before her.

After a moment, Natasha, cheeks flushed, released Dustin, who was breathless. Though strong and independent, this was her first kiss.

"That's my first kiss," Natasha said, smiling charmingly, her eyes tender and affectionate. "My gift to you." Her flushed face made her immensely seductive.