Chapter 427

"Natasha is engaged to Tyler Grant?"

As Dustin watched the departing vehicle, he couldn't help but narrow his

eyes. Clearly, this was a strategic alliance between two prominent famili

es, and Natasha was the sacrificial pawn in this alliance. Born

into a prestigious family, she enjoyed wealth and luxury but lost her fre

edom. At certain moments, she even had to make sacrifices for the sake of

their family's interests.

Of course, Dustin would never allow such a thing to happen. With that in

mind, he took out his phone and dialed a particular number.

"Hello, Nelson. Help me investigate someone."

"No problem. May I ask who you want me to investigate, Sir Rhys?" Nelson

asked.

"Tyler Grant."

"Tyler Grant?" Nelson raised his voice upon hearing Dustin's words. "Sir

Rhys, why do you want to investigate him?"

"Of course, to deal with him. Do you think I'm inviting him out for a mea

l?" Dustin replied impatiently.

"What?" Nelson froze in place, his voice trembling. "Sir Rhys, please don

't scare me like that. I'm easily frightened. I can't handle this!"

"What's the matter? Is Tyler that formidable?" Dustin asked in response.

"He's way more than that. Sir Rhys, this person is like the living King o

f Hell. We can't afford to provoke him! He can easily wipe out the Flame

Dragon Gang if we offend him!" Nelson sounded like he was tearing up.

What kind of person was he working for? His first task as the new gang le

ader was to deal with Tyler. Weren't they seeking their own death?

Known as a once–in–a–

century genius, Tyler was the future head of the Grant family. Despite be

ing only in his thirties, he had fought on many battlefields and achieved

various victories. He earned the title of General Tiger with a third–

ranking official position.

Not only was he tremendously powerful and exceptionally talented, but he

also commanded an army of tens of thousands.

Anyone who provoked such a formidable individual would be doomed!

"Why are you panicking? I didn't ask you to assassinate him. I only want

you to gather information about him," Dustin said calmly.

"Sir Rhys, if you have any ill intentions, it's best to forget about them

. It would be wiser to jump off a building than to provoke Tyler, Nelson

said, his voice filled with fear.

"Stop the nonsense! Just do as I say!" Dustin shouted.

"Yes, yes… I'll do it immediately."Nelson didn't dare to say more and qui

ckly complied. However, deep inside. he silently prayed that Dustin would

n't act recklessly. Or else the Flame Dragon Gang would suffer the

consequences.

Meanwhile, in the Hill family's house, an elderly man with a white beard

and eyebrows lay on the bed. His face was pale, and his body was weak. Bl

oody phlegm filled the copper basin under the bed.

A group of Hill family descendants gathered anxiously around the bed..

Paul Hill, the patriarch of the Hill family, had four sons named Spring,

Summer, Autumn, and Winter. Besides that, he had dozens of grandchildren.

He had a big family.

"Spring! Wasn't Father doing well yesterday? How did his internal injurie

s relapse?" Autumn paced back and forth, his expression filled with anxie

ty. Among the four brothers, he was known for his impatience.

"Autumn, you know about Father's chronic ailment. None of the doctors cou

ld cure it."

Spring shook his head and sighed. "If he had watched out more usually, it

wouldn't have been a big problem. But he almost went astray to push his

cultivation to the limit this time. He was too impulsive!"

"Gosh…" Autumn grumbled, "Why is he pushing himself so hard at his age?"

"Enough talk. Let's go to Stoneray Valley and bring Dr. Linden here to tr

eat Father," Summer suddenly said.

"Dr. Linden is currently in seclusion and cannot come, but I have already

called Mr. Turner to come. There shouldn't be any problems with him here

." Spring replied.

"Then quickly call and urge them! Why haven't they arrived yet?" Autumn w

as becoming increasingly anxious.

"Oh no! Grandfather is coughing up blood again!"

At that moment, a muscular young man exclaimed in shock.

He was Autumn's son, Torben Hill. He had tan skin and a robust figure.

"What should we do? He keeps coughing up blood. Is there something wrong

with Father?" Autumn was

shocked,