Chapter 202

Dustin finally let out the grievances that he had bottled up for

a long time.

"You…

… That's bullshit!" Florence did not believe it in the slightest.

Her tone grew even shriller as she screamed, "As if you had the capabilit

y to help us! My daughter's achievements today are all thanks to her own

excellence! It has nothing to do with you! Also, don't think you're all t

hat. You had to rely on a woman to climb your way up to where you are tod

ay! If Ms. Harmon hadn't protected you, the Hummers would have slaughtere

d you long ago! So don't feel too happy now. Ms. Harmon will kick a usele

ss gigolo like you to the curb sooner or later. And when the time comes,

you'll become the

public enemy!"

Hearing these words, Dustin simply shook his head and laughed.

Sure enough, there was no point in saying all those things. These people

wouldn't believe it at all.

In the Nicholson family's eyes, he had always been nothing but an incompe

tent average Joe.

Of course, he didn't care.

"Alright. I don't want to waste my breath with you anymore. Please leave

the medical center right now. You are not welcome here!" Dustin said, lea

ving no room for their bullshit.

"Just you fucking wait! This is not over! James bellowed. Then, he helped

Florence into the car and left.

He couldn't beat him in a fight, so he could only think of another way.

"Caitlyn, are you okay?" Dustin asked with concern.

"I'm fine. I'm sorry

for causing trouble for you, Mr. Rhys." Caitlyn looked ashamed.

"You silly girl, if you encounter this again in the future, run far away

and hide. Don't try to act tough," Dustin

admonished.

"Okay." Caitlyn nodded her head with a sweet smile on her face.

In the evening, Dahlia returned to the Nicholson Villa after work. As soo

n as she stepped through the door, she

saw James' bruised face as well as Matt's stern one.

As soon as James saw her, he told her what happened. "Dahlia, you're fina

lly home. Did you know that Mom

got beaten up?"

"Mom was beaten? What happened!?" Dahlia was shocked.

"It's a long story. You need to go to Mom's room and see her as soon as p

ossible!" James urged.

Dahlia frowned and quickly went to Florence's room.

She found Florence lying on the bed, looking pallid.

Her head was wrapped in thick bandages, and her hands and feet were in ca

sts.

On the bedside table, there are several bloody towels. It was a scene fro

m a nightmare.

"Mom, what happened to you? How did you get hurt so badly?" Dahlia was ag

hast.

"Dahlia, you're finally back. If you

had come any later, I may not see you ever again…" She trailed off before

erupting in a fake coughing fit.

"Mom, just what happened to you? Who did this to you?!" Dahlia's expressi

on turned frosty.

"Ugh It was all because of that animal, Dustin! Your

brother and I went to the Peaceful Medical Center today to ask him to hel

p us write a formula, but not only did that animal refuse to help, he eve

n spewed many offensive things. I got mad and told him off, but that sava

ge was so ashamed that he flew into a rage and beat me and your brother u

p. I got lucky. Otherwise, I may not have been able to return!" Florence

sighed, recounting the incident with a few embellishments.

"Dustin? He would never do that." Dahlia's eyes widened. She found

it a little hard to believe.

The Dustin she knew was definitely not a vicious person.

"Dahlia, I know it's hard for you to believe, but the truth is already in

front of you. Look at Mom, and then look at my face. We were beaten to a

pulp! That Rhys bastard is simply not human!" James whined indignantly.

"No, that can't be. Was it some kind of misunderstanding?" Dahlia held on

to the last glimmer of hope.

"Dahlia, things have already come to this. Don't tell me you

still want to defend that trash! Fine, since you don't believe me, I'll s

how you proof! This is a recording from my dashcam. You'll know whether i

t's true or not once you watch it," James said, fishing out his phone fro

m his pocket. He opened a video and pressed play. Dahlia focused on the s

creen. In an instant, she felt as though she'd been struck by lightning.