An Understated Dominance by Marina Vittori

Chapter 235

“Mr. Rhys?”

Otto and his company were entirely dumbfounded by Stephan’s display of respect toward Dustin. Never in

their wildest dreams had they ever anticipated the renowned Mr. Chapman to have come forward specifically for Dustin, let alone greet him with such reverence..

What was happening?

“Mr. Chapman, it’s been a while. Your abilities seem to have improved.” A quick glance from Dustin drew his attention to the differences he spotted in the other man almost at once.

“It’s all thanks to the Gemiphen you gave me, of course. Not only did it heal my internal injuries, it gave me ample power to have a small breakthrough.” Stephan’s face was filled with gratitude.

“Really? I suppose congratulations are in order, then.” Dustin smiled faintly.

“Mr. Rhys, where you’re sitting now doesn’t seem befitting for your status. How about we head over to the reserved seats for the Harmon family?” Stephan gestured with one hand, still courteous as ever.

“Very well. This place is infested with flies anyway. I’d rather sit amidst humans–less tiresome.” Dustin nodded, not refusing the offer.

Just as they prepared to leave, Otto couldn’t help but speak up. “Mr. Chapman-”

Otto was the

met before, and you gave me a few pointers too.” Otto attempted

situation in his favor.

people. As for you–I

dismissively.

stood paralyzed, awkwardness creeping up his features. To have boasted for so long only to be brutally rejected was humiliating

brat anyway? How could he turn out to be acquainted with Mr. Chapman?” someone

taken in by Ms. Harmon. If it hadn’t been for his relationship with

level otherwise,

Julie said indignantly.

fuss, he turns out to be nothing but a leech, basking in the glory of the Harmon family. To think that I, for

expression was contemptuous.

to climb the ranks. A real

Natasha caught sight of Dustin, she immediately patted the

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for him

gracefully took his seat and said, “Boulderthorn is well–prepared this time. I advise you to be

her, scoffed. “Don’t worry about it. With the King of Kicks on our side, victory is guaranteed to be

that is indeed the situation, I suppose it couldn’t be more perfect, then.” Dustin

more.

a man about thirty years of age, clad in white. The man’s eyebrows were sharp, his demeanor commanding along with those strongly piercing eyes. The crowd parted