Chapter 481

Dustin was in a dilemma. "Dahlia, you know I'm only average at martial

arts. I've never been a Chief Security

Officer before. Don't you think I'm not suited for that post?" He was goo

d at fighting and treating illnesses, but he had no experience holding an

executive position in a company. It just didn't feel right.

"You just need to be good at fighting." Dahlia smiled at him. "You don't

need to do anything. You just need to oversee safety matters and, at the

same time, protect me from harm."

"Dustin didn't know what to say.

"Hmph! If you don't want to do it, fine." She pulled a long face. "I'll

just die a quick death if someone wants to harm me. It's no big deal."

"Come on, it's not that serious." His eyes twitched.

Dahlia responded, "You're right, it's not that serious. Nicholson Corp. h

as tens of billions in assets. Of course, I don't need any protection as

the newly appointed chairman. It's not like anyone is after their shares.

Please. just remember to collect my body when I'm assassinated."

"Stop speaking like that. Alright, I'll do it, okay?" He smiled bitterly.

This woman had started learning some tricks.

"Don't force yourself. I don't want you to regret your decision." Dahlia

said.

Dustin shook his head continuously I'm not forcing myself. And I won't re

gret it."

"Alright! You're the one who said it; I didn't force you." She immediatel

y flashed a beautiful smile.

He was helpless. "I feel like I've fallen into your trap."

"You should be grateful. There are people waiting for the opportunity to

be trapped." She looked up at him proudly.

"Not to mention, I'll treat you well.

I didn't prepare any gifts today, so I'll give you a small reward first."

She stood up on her tiptoes and swiftly landed a peck on his cheek.

As

she drew back, a waft of a light fragrance followed. Dustin froze and loo

ked at her funny. "Dahlia, you seem to have turned into a delinquent."

"Don't guys like delinquent girls?" Dahlia retorted wittily. However, her

face turned bright red. In the end, she wasn't able to act freely withou

t restraint like Natasha could.

Dustin was thinking of a response when his phone suddenly rang. It was a

call from Patrick.

"Hello, Dustin? Sorry for bothering you."

"It's okay. Is there anything I can help you with, Patrick?" Dustin's ton

e was pleasant.

"Well, the thing is, even though my grandfather's condition has stabilize

d, he's been coughing nonstop these past few days, and he doesn't seem to

be in good spirits either. I recalled that you mentioned he needs to tak

e some medicinal wine?"

"Medicinal wine?" Dustin was confused for a moment before it hit him. "Oh

, I'm sorry! I've been so busy these

past two days that I've forgotten about it. But no worries; I've had it b

rewed beforehand. I'll get someone to

deliver it to you immediately."

"I see. Sorry for the trouble." Patrick breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's no trouble. It's an oversight on my part." Dustin felt embarrassed.

Because of the Harmons' annual family

gathering, he'd forgotten about the Hill family.

After he hung up, he made a call to Edmund. "Hello, Mr. Robinson. Can you

help me check if the medicinal wine I left in the kitchen is still there

?"

Very soon, Edmund responded, "It's here. What should I do with it, Mr. Rh

ys?"

"I'm unable to leave at the moment. Could you please help me deliver the

medicinal wine to Patrick Hill at the Hill family residence?"

Edmund agreed immediately. "No problem. I'll go right away!"

30 minutes later, a Mazda came to a slow stop in front of the gates of th

e Hill family residence. The car door opened, and Edmund got off carefull

y while carrying the medicinal wine in his arms.

"Hey! What are you here for?" The guard by the gates yelled.

Edmund smiled apologetically. "Sir, I'm here to deliver wine to Sir Patri

ck Hill on Mr. Rhys' orders." For an affluent family like the Hills, even

the guards thought that they were above others.

"Mr. Rhys? Which Rhys?" the guard questioned.