Chapter 290

"What?" Joshua stared at his sister's body incredulously. He never though

t that Dustin would be so ruthless,

killing without warning.

"Anything else you want to say?" Dustin calmly asked.

"D–

don't kill me! Please don't kill me!" Joshua fell to his knees, begging.

"I was an idiot to offend you. Please forgive me. I swear I won't go agai

nst you ever again!"

"You had your chance, but

you didn't appreciate it." Dustin's face was void of any sympathy.

"N–no. I do. I promise!

Please! I'm still young. I don't want to die! Just let me go. I'll do any

thing you want. I

swear!"

Joshua began ramming his forehead into the floor. He wasn't able to win a

gainst Dustin when he was in peak condition, so why would he have a winni

ng chance now? For Dustin, killing Joshua would be as easy as killing

an ant.

"I'm pretty sure that's not what you said just now." Dustin sneered. "Did

n't you say that you were going to

make me suffer like never before after you recovered?"

"N–

no, I didn't!" Joshua shook his head frantically. "I would never dare!"

"Where's Edwin?" Dustin demanded, clearly having lost his patience. He ha

d searched the entire villa, but there

was no sign of Edwin Hummer.

"I–

I don't know! I heard that my dad went to Millsburg to get me medicine, b

ut I have no idea where he is."

Joshua cried.

"He's in Millsburg, eh? Lucky bastard." Dustin felt regretful that Edwin

managed to get away.

"Are you looking for my dad? D–

don't worry, I'll let you know as soon as he's home! I'll be your faithfu

l hound

from now on." Joshua smiled weakly, grasping at straws.

Dustin sneered. "You're willing to betray your father? You're worse than

an animal." He slowly raised his hand.

holding a silver needle.

"No! You can't kill me! My mentor is the master of Boulderthorn, and my f

iancée is the Grants' third daughter. You'll become their enemy if you ki

ll me. People will keep coming for your head, and you'll have to live in

lear

for the rest of your life!" Joshua roared, going berserk, his eyes bloods

hot.

"You should have thought about that when you kidnapped Natasha. As for th

e Grants and Boulderthorn, well, I

don't care about them. So, you'll definitely die today," Dustin replied c

oldly.

With a flick of his finger, the silver needle lodged itself in the space

between Joshua's forehead.

"No!" Joshua wailed with his last breath, the sound resonating in all dir

ections.

Early the next morning. Inside a mansion in

Millsburg, Edwin woke up with a start from his nightmare, sweat blanketin

g his whole body. For some reason, his sleep had been restless, an ominou

s feeling constantly

He sprung up and prepared to run when a tall figure walked into his room

without a sound.

"Who the hell are you?" he shouted.

"The person who's going to kill you." The figure slowly lifted its head,

and from the moonlight shining through the window. Joshua finally had a c

lear look at the other person's face.

"It's you? W–w–weren't you arrested? When did you get out?"

Joshua began to back up in terror. Just this morning, he'd received Tina'

s message that the military had captured Dustin. How did he get free in l

ess than a day?

"Any last words?" Dustin asked coldly.

Tina threatened. "You better not mess around, Rhys! We have Boulderthorn

and the Grants' protection. If you touch-

Before she could finish her sentence, Dustin flicked his wrist, and a sil

ver needle embedded itself into her forehead.

Tina twitched before tilting her head back and falling to the ground, dea

d.

"What?" Joshua stared at his sister's body incredulously. He never though

t that Dustin would be so ruthless,

killing without warning.

"Anything else you want to say?" Dustin calmly asked.

"D–

don't kill me! Please don't kill me!" Joshua fell to his knees, begging.

"I was an idiot to offend you. Please forgive me. I swear I won't go agai

nst you ever again!"

"You had your chance, but you didn't appreciate it." Dustin's face was vo

id of any sympathy.

"N–

no. I do. I promise! Please! I'm still young. I don't want to die! Just l

et me go. I'll do anything you want. I

swear!"

Joshua began ramming his forehead into the floor. He wasn't able to win a

gainst Dustin when he was in peak condition, so why would he have a winni

ng chance now? For Dustin, killing Joshua would be as easy as killing

an ant.

"I'm pretty sure that's not what you said just now." Dustin sneered. "Did

n't you say that you were going

to make me suffer like never before after you recovered?"

"N–

no. I didn't!" Joshua shook his head frantically. "I would never dare!"

"Where's Edwin?" Dustin demanded, clearly having lost his patience. He ha

d searched the entire villa, but there

was no sign of Edwin Hummer.

"I–

I don't know! I heard that my dad went to Millsburg to get me medicine, b

ut I have no idea where he is."

Joshua cried.

"He's in Millsburg, eh? Lucky bastard." Dustin felt regretful that Edwin

managed to get away.

"Are you looking for my dad? D–

don't worry. I'll let you know as soon as he's home! I'll be your faithfu

l hound

from now on." Joshua smiled weakly, grasping at straws.

Dustin sneered. "You're willing to betray your father? You're worse than

an animal." He slowly raised his hand.

holding a silver needle.

"No! You can't kill me! My mentor is the master of Boulderthorn, and my f

iancée is the Grants' third daughter. You'll become their enemy if you ki

ll me. People will keep coming for your head, and you'll have to live in

fear for the rest of your life!" Joshua roared, going berserk, his eyes b

loodshot.

"You should have thought about that when you kidnapped Natasha. As for th

e Grants and Boulderthorn, well, I

don't care about them. So, you'll definitely die today," Dustin replied c

oldly.

With a flick of his finger, the silver needle lodged itself in the space

between Joshua's forehead.

"No!" Joshua wailed with his last breath, the sound resonating in all dir

ections.

Early the next morning, inside a mansion in Millsburg, Edwin woke up with

a start from his nightmare, sweat

blanketing his whole body. For some reason, his sleep had been restless,

an ominous feeling constantly

"Sir Hummer!" One of his bodyguards barged into his room, overjoyed. "We

finally got our hands on Dr. Watkins

Substratumis. With this. Mr. Hummer will finally recover!"

"Excellent! Show me!" Edwin's face lit up, his worries forgotten.

"Here you go, sir!" The guard brought out a jade box and opened it, revea

ling a glistening sheer milky white pill that emitted a sweet, relaxing s

cent.