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-”

treated Otto was

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

situation in his favor.

As for you–I have

dismissively.

up his features. To have boasted for so long only to be brutally rejected was humiliating

could he turn out to be acquainted with Mr.

pretty boy taken in by Ms. Harmon. If it

this level otherwise, let

Julie said indignantly.

that 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.

depending on women to climb the ranks. A real man depended on

caught sight of Dustin,

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for him

and said, “Boulderthorn is well–prepared this time. I advise you to

who was sitting beside her, scoffed. “Don’t worry about it. With the King of Kicks

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

more.

passageway. At their very front was a man about thirty years of age, clad in white. The man’s eyebrows were sharp, his demeanor commanding along with those