Chapter 206

“D-Dustin Rhys? How could it be him?!” After learning the truth, Florence and the others stared at each other in disbelief. Never in a million years had they considered that Matt hadn't saved Julie, but the person they'd dubbed ungrateful.

This was a slap in the face!

“So Dustin never framed Julie in the first place, and it was you guys…purposely slinging mud at him?” Dahlia stood rooted to the ground, her expressionless face as white as a sheet.

“W-who slung mud at him? I bet he’s feeling guilty because he knows what he did wrong, so he’s trying to make things up to us!” Florence insisted stubbornly. She was used to bossing people around; of course, she wouldn't admit to being wrong about Dustin. That would be too humiliating.

“Mom, things have already come to this, and you still want to justify yourself?” Dahlia bit her lip, her heart clenching.

“How am I justifying myself? If that Rhys bastard hadn’t framed Julie, why would he have saved her? In the end, he was just feeling guilty for doing something wrong!” Florence insisted indignantly.

“That’s right! If he didn’t do it, why did he save her?” James echoed.

“I’ve really had enough of you guys!” Dahlia’s emotions finally exploded. “Why do you always pick on Dustin? What exactly did he do to you? Must you purposely pick fights with him? In our three years of marriage, he has always been honest and agreeable, but you have always had a prejudice against him. Even though he’s never done anything wrong, you kept pushing blame on him again and again. Could you really be so blinded to how good he is?”

She was practically roaring by the end of her tirade. Everyone was scared stiff.

Afterward, Dahlia couldn’t stand it anymore. She threw open the door and left, speeding away in her car. Her tears flowed uncontrollably. She regretted her impulsiveness; she regretted believing her mother; and she regretted misunderstanding Dustin.

Chapter 200

She felt distraught and confused, unsure if they could return to the way things were.

At the Peaceful Medical Center, Dustin took a deep breath and quickly calmed down after hanging up the phone. After all, it wasn’t the first time something like this had happened, so he wasn’t much bothered.

“Beep beep!” At that moment, a Maybach with a Millsburg license plate stopped at the entrance. Soon after, a middle-aged man in a flashy red suit strutted over, head held high, accompanied by a stocky bodyguard.

“Are you Dustin Rhys?” The man in the red suit immediately began to eye Dustin up and down, acting superior.

“And who are you?” Dustin raised his head, sparing the man a glance.

“My name is Laney, Phineas Laney. I am from the Laney family of Millsburg.” Phineas picked up his handkerchief and wiped down the chair before seating himself.

Dustin quickly made the connection. “The Laney family? What’s your relationship to Matt Laney?”

“Matt Laney is my son and the heir of the Laney family.” Phineas pushed his glasses up his nose and continued indifferently. “Of course, I didn’t come here to tell you that, but to offer you riches.”

“Oh? What do you mean?” Dustin raised an eyebrow.

“I heard that you have the Immortunol formula. It’s something I am very interested in.” Phineas took out a check and slid it onto the table. “This is a check for $30 million. If you give me the formula, the money is yours. For people like you, this amount is enough to live comfortably for the rest of your life!”

“Sorry, I’m not interested.” Dustin rejected it immediately.

“Why? Is it too little?” Phineas narrowed his eyes slightly. “I didn’t peg you for someone with a big appetite. Alright, why don’t I add on another $20 million, making it $50 million in total? Give me the formula.”

“Like I said, I’m not interested,” Dustin repeated indifferently.