Chapter 25

“Is this what you wanted to tell me?”

Dahlia was dumbfounded, rooted to the ground in disbelief. Dustin’s cold expression felt unfamiliar. Grief and sadness washed over her.

“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 hadn’t expected him to complain and blame her instead of thanking her for her kindness. When had they become enemies?

“Hey, Dustin Rhys! Are you even human?” Lyra, standing aside, could take it no longer. 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 furious.

“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!”

Dahlia, unable to contain herself any longer, left angrily. Nobody noticed the usually tough lady had begun 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 muttered, following after them. This was his chance to swoop in; he couldn’t let it 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, and stared at the Drey Group building. He hadn’t left earlier because he was afraid; he simply hadn’t wanted to put Dahlia in danger. Now that she was safe, he had no worries anymore.

Revenge is a dish best served cold. Unfortunately, Dustin was an impatient man. He had to take revenge today!

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

The whole process took about twenty minutes.

Twenty minutes later…

With a loud bang, the office door on the top floor was smashed open by one of the bodyguards’ dead bodies. Dustin stepped over the corpse as he entered the blood-covered room. He looked like a devil from hell. The whole place was covered in gore. It was terrifying.

Trevor’s remaining bodyguards were shocked and dumbfounded, chills creeping up their spines. Dustin was like a monster; they hadn’t expected him to be so strong. He had killed everyone from the first floor to the top—almost two hundred men, all by himself! Was he even human?

“Who—who are you?” Panicking, Trevor stumbled backward. Seeing Dustin return, he’d smiled smugly, assuming Dustin must have a death wish. Soon, he realized he was wrong. Completely wrong. Dustin didn’t have a death wish; he was on a killing spree!