Chapter 367

"He should have left long ago. He's only going to bring us trouble if he

stays here," Dustin said frostily.

"Before your father left, he asked me to talk you into returning to the R

hys family. I refused." Gregory sat down on a chair and poured himself a

cup of tea.

"I told him that the Rhys household is a dangerous place to be in. I'd mu

ch rather see you do what you love and live your best life out here than

be constantly caught in power struggles and deceitful manipulations back

there. Surprisingly, he agreed. He told me that all he wants is for you t

o be happy, and that the Rhys family will always be there to back you up.

His only wish is for you to make time to go back and visit your mother's

grave to pay her respect."

Dustin stood there, frozen in place, when he heard that. He felt a prick

on his chest, right above his heart. He reached up to find that it was th

e crystal necklace that his mother had left him.

Taking in a deep breath, he said, "I'll go back. But now's not the time.

The day the murderer pays with his life will be the day I return!"

Because how could he visit his mother's grave now knowing that her death

has yet to be avenged?

"Alright then, I've said all that's left to be said. You make your own de

cision." Then Gregory downed the cup of tea and went upstairs, ready to g

o back to bed again. As for Dustin, he sat on a chair and started to pond

er over his great vengeance scheme.

"What's on your mind?" Dahlia walked in and waved a hand in front of Dust

in's face.

"Hey, when did you come in?" Dustin was surprised to see her.

"You didn't even see me coming in? What are you so lost in thought over?

Is it me you're thinking about, or is it Natasha that's occupying your th

oughts?" Dahlia probed inquisitively.

"Neither." Dustin shook his head. That was a trick question, and he knew

better than to answer it. "Oh? Is there someone else that you've got your

mind on?" Dahlia asked, looking at him questioningly.

"Of course not!" Dustin was amused by Dahlia's question.

Then, he quickly changed the topic. "Did you come here so early in the mo

rning to ask me about this?"

"Hah! Do you think I have nothing better to do with my time?" Dahlia roll

ed her eyes at him. "I've come to share some good news! The Nicholson fam

ily in Glenstead has finally accepted our family again! We'll be reunifie

d. From now on, we'll be scions of a prestigious family!"

"Oh? Is that so? Well, congratulations!" Dustin chuckled.

"That's not all!" Dahlia smiled proudly. "Not only have we been accepted

to return, but the patriarch of the family, Regulus Nicholson, has also l

isted me as a potential successor! I'll stand a chance of competing again

st the rest of his offspring as the future head of the household!"

"So what you mean, is that as long as you perform well, you stand a chanc

e of becoming the

head of a prominent family?" Dustin was quick to catch on.

"Precisely!" Dahlia snapped her fingers and giggled excitedly. "So many p

eople dream about being listed as potential successors of the family. I n

ever would have guessed that the patriarch would choose me! What a pleasa

nt surprise!"

Truth be told, she hadn't held high hopes of being reunited with the Nich

olson family of Glenstead. She knew that even if she were to return to th

e prestigious family, she would not be properly recognized or appreciated

as she wasn't part of the direct lineage.

But things were different now. To be selected as a potential successor wa

s a big deal.. It put her at a different standing and status from all the

other descendants who weren't on the list. This was her one chance to ta

ke control of her destiny and break free from the oppression of her famil

y. All she needed to do was prove her worth and defeat her competitors, a

nd she'd be able to emerge as a successor and rise above them all.

"Congratulations! Seems like the patriarch is placing great importance on

your family!" Dustin

smiled.

"Well, of course!" Dahlia lifted her chin confidently. "Now that the chan

ce presents itself, you better butter me up nice and well or you'll be so

rry you missed the opportunity to do so when I become the successor!"