Chapter 27.

"He is my father." Dustin was shocked. He didn't expect

the two of them to be related. "I heard Trevor has a son called Edward.

Who are you then?" "My name is Mason. I'm Trevor's illegitimate son." The

man bowed his head as he explained, "Trevor forced himself on my mother

and got her pregnant. In order to save his image, he kept my existence in

the dark and made me his foster son instead." "So, you hate him?" Dustin

asked. "Yes!" Mason gritted his teeth and seethed angrily, "He abandoned

my mother and me, leaving us impoverished all those years ago. Now, he's

only using me as a pawn to assist Edward. I can't let them trample over

me again. I must get back what's mine!" "Good." Dustin nodded in

approval. "Since you're ambitious, I will help you. If you do as I say, I

will not only help you climb the ladder but also help you rule over

Swinton." "Thank you!" Delighted, Mason immediately knelt on the ground

to show his gratitude. As wise as Mason was, he could tell that Dustin

was an extraordinary man. After all, the latter had taken down the entire

Drey Group all by himself, so his capability was unfathomable. Working by

Dustin's side would no doubt make Mason's future bright. "You can call me

Mr. Rhys. If you need anything next time, feel free to give me a call.

All I ask is your loyalty," Dustin reminded. "I swear to be loyal to you

until the day I die, Mr. Rhys!" Mason nodded, determined. "You know what

to do from here, right?" "Yes. Whatever happened today is on me. You have

no involvement at all," Mason replied shrewdly. "You're smart." Dustin

smiled. The pawn he found had some potential. Suddenly, the phone on the

table vibrated. Only after getting Dustin's permission did Mason answer

the call. "Hey, what's up? You need 50 million dollars? I heard that you

guys haven't repaid the bank loan. You're going bankrupt soon, yet you're

still asking me for money? Are you trying to use me? Whatever, I don't

have time for your problem. Get lost." After saying that, Mason hung up

the phone without hesitation. "What was that about?" Dustin asked. "It's

nothing. This guy named David Nolan was asking for a loan. 50 million

dollars in one go." "David?" Dustin raised an eyebrow. "He has a son

named Chris, right?" "I think so. How did you know?" Mason got curious.

"Forget it. Go on and tell me more." "Well, I would've agreed to lend him

the money if it were in the past since that's the kind of business my

company runs. However, I recently learned that Nolan Pharmaceuticals has

been investigated for selling fake drugs, though the news has yet to be

disclosed to the public. How can I possibly lend money to a business on

the verge of bankruptcy? What would I do if they ran off with the money?"

"That's right. It looks like you're experienced in handling a business.

It shouldn't be a problem for you to take over Trevor's business." Dustin

gave a nod of approval. "Thank you for the compliment, Mr. Rhys," Mason

answered respectfully. "Alright. Clean up the mess here. I'm leaving now.

We'll get in touch again if needed." Without wasting time, Dustin changed

into a clean set of clothes and left the Drey Group. It was his first

time going on a killing spree in ten years. His emotions were stable,

almost peaceful. This was a piece of cake compared to what he'd been

through a decade ago. "Honk! Honk!" Just as Dustin wanted to hail a taxi

home, a yellow sports car rushed over at him with the sound of a roaring

engine. When it seemed like it was going to run into Dustin, the car

firmly skidded to a stop. Then, the car window rolled down and revealed a

gorgeous face. It was a girl with a ponytail, appearing to be around 18

years old. She was youthful and beautiful. "Hey, Rhys, get in!" She waved

at him. "Who are you?" Dustin asked, completely baffled. "Damn, did you

forget me already? We met yesterday!" The girl huffed annoyingly. In her

own opinion, her natural beauty attracted attention wherever she went.