Chapter 533

The Harmon family had placed their hope in the Grant family's help

before knowing the truth, but now, they finally understood that running

away in fear was useless. If the Grants were willing to go as far as to

frame the leader of the Harmon family, there was no way they would care

about Hector's survival.

"What? Cat got your tongue? Remember to use your head next time!"

Andrew reprimanded them before turning to look at Dustin. "Dustin, I'm so

sorry you had to suffer because I didn't educate them properly."

"Not at all, Sir Andrew. Thank you for defending me in time." Dustin

smiled in gratitude.

Although the Harmon family had a few ungrateful individuals, there

were still people who were reasonable and just.

"I feel so ashamed… I don't know what would have happened to our

family if you hadn't helped us catch the real murderer." Andrew sighed.

Their family prided itself on being a powerful family with countless

elites. Yet, when something happened to their leader, it was a young

outsider who saved the day.

"Father, it was our shadow guards who caught the killer. What does it

have to do with that brat?" Jacob mumbled in displeasure.

"You fool!" Andrew snapped. "If Dustin hadn't used himself as bait to

expose the killer's whereabouts, do you think that the shadow guards

could have captured that man?"

"What? Dustin caught the culprit?" The crowd was astonished to hear

that.

"Dustin helped us so much, yet all of you wanted to harm him instead!

What a bunch of ungrateful bastards!" Andrew's blood boiled. "All of you

here shall kneel before our ancestral altar and repent your actions!"

Hearing this, the group of people scuttled away dejectedly, letting

the room quiet down once

more.

"Thank you for coming, Grandfather, or things would have escalated."

Natasha let out a breath of relief. She had been worried about being

caught between a rock and a hard place if the two parties began fighting.

"An old man like me might not be much use anymore, but I can still

take care of those brats easily." Andrew flashed a comforting grin. He

had just displayed what it meant to be the head of a patriarchal family.

"Grandfather, how should we deal with this man?" Natasha turned her

attention to the

murderer.

"Since we've caught the real killer, we must restore your father's

innocence," Andrew stated

earnestly. "I'll take a few men with me to visit Sir Moran and

explain things to him immediately."

"Thank you so much, Grandfather." Natasha nodded.

"Silly girl. There's no need to thank me. I'll be off now." Andrew

smiled before leaving with

his men.

"Get some rest, Natasha. I'll visit you again tomorrow." Dustin also

bid her farewell.

"Can't you stay with me?" Natasha pleaded, reluctant to be alone.

"I can't. I'm currently the Grants' wanted criminal. However, I'll be

coming over to reapply your wound dressing tomorrow." Dustin consoled

her.

"Alright, then. Be careful." Natasha didn't press.

"Goodnight." Dustin smiled and left the room. He was secretly

followed by two people, hidden in the darkness.

The night quickly flew by. Early in the next morning, a military

vehicle slowly rolled up to the entrance of the Harmon estate.

When the car door opened, a haggard-looking Hector emerged.

"Mr. Hector? He's back!" The guards at the entrance lit up upon

seeing Hector and dashed in to spread the word.

Soon, Natasha and the others came rushing out to greet the man.

"Dad, you're back! How are you feeling? Are you hurt anywhere?"

Natasha fussed over Hector, surprised to see him.

"I'm fine. Sir Moran let me out as soon as they realized that I had

been framed," Hector answered, smiling.