An Understated Dominance by Marina Vittori

Chapter 114

After reaching an agreement on both sides, the atmosphere instantly became tense.

Dustin and Mr. Wangley had their subordinates purchase some medicine for them.

The plan was that the two of them would concoct poisons on the spot and down them together at the same time.

As for who would win, that would have to depend on their respective skills.

“Do you think Dustin’s going to make it, Sis? What if he gets poisoned to death instead?” Ruth voiced out anxiously.

“Well, since he agreed to it in the first place, I suppose this means he’s confident that he can win. Have some faith in the guy.” Natasha assured with a straight face. Although she looked calm on the outside, she felt uneasy on the inside.

If it were possible, she’d rather Dustin straight–up admit defeat.

“You can say that, but Dustin’s only proficient in medicine. Surely he can’t beat Mr. Wangley in terms of his experience in the field of poison research,” Ruth murmured while shaking her head.

There were many subfields in the field of medicine, with each subfield being vastly different from one to the other.

So, how can an amateur compete with a professional?

Compared to the two sisters‘ worries, Jessica felt secondhand embarrassment for Dustin as she sat at the side.

She wasn’t sure if she should label Dustin as arrogant or stupid to agree to compete with a master of poison at making poisons.

Then again, she was still amused that things managed to get to this point.

If Dustin loses, he’ll either be dead or crippled, which would mean that she wouldn’t need to expend so much energy thinking about her daughter’s marriage anymore.

“I would advise you to drop out of the competition while you can, Mr. Boy Toy; else, when the poison kicks in your system, you might not even get the chance to regret your decision anymore!” Quentin pressed.

“To be frank, I have to commend you for your bravery as well. To think that you’re willing to put your life in someone else’s hands. I don’t suppose you ever thought that if ever the old man loses, the one who might kick the bucket is you?” Dustin pointed out flatly.

“Ridiculous! Mr. Wangley has been researching poisons for many years now, so how could he possibly lose? You’ll see how great he is later!” Quentin gave a bark of laughter.

Dustin merely let out a short chuckle and said nothing more in response.

A few moments later, the subordinates the two of them sent to purchase medicine for them entered through the front doors hurriedly.

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speed. His movements were so fast that it was enough to

Dustin took his time with it and did everything at his own

Wangley had finished concocting his polson,

black liquid.

even smell a faint scent of

the hatch?” Quentin taunted as he placed the bottle on the table and

the black potion in front of

that anyone who ingested it would surely be

say we just forget about this whole thing. Dustin? It’s obvious that anyone who drinks

also

to worry about.” Dustin grinned

thing in one

swift but confident motion

punk actually not afraid of death?” He thought to

are you feeling?” Natasha hurriedly

the aftertaste, but all in all, the taste is fine.”

reply. The corners of her

think that I was asking you about the taste?” She thought

You just need to bow down to Mr. Harmon

mildly toxic at best,” Dustin

ingredients for it. What you should’ve used was

at me while I was concocting the mix just now?” Mr. Wangley gasped as his expression warped

made was the Devil’s Elixir, and

to peek? I could tell the moment I smelled it

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of Devil’s grass. It’s such a shame that you were this close to

couldn’t

single one of

told him that he peeked, but it was terrifying to think

that it would take him light years to even

Mr. Wangley? A few minutes have already passed, and yet he hasn’t reacted at all” Quentin thought to himself

on a bold front right now. Without an antidote, I can guarantee you that he’ll kick the bucket in no time flat!” Mr. Wangley hollered with confidence after reeling from

a way to make a cure, it would still be impossible

his system.

was because Mr. Wangley had

my ears.” Quentin secretly

making my poison,” Dustin declared as he presented a

inside.

steam emanated from the foul–smelling, hot liquid. It looked absolutely

Quentin sneered. He immediately covered his scrunched–up nose with

hands.