An Understated Dominance Chinese Novel

Chapter 1120

“Sheila Murray! They’ve got their morals all tangled up!”

Seeing the situation take a turn for the worse, Vivian began to stir the pot again: “Rescuing you from fire and water, repaying kindness with enmity – it’s all a load of rubbish!

Right from the start, when Dustin approached you, he had sinister motives. He hatched various schemes and calculations just to win your favour.

Everything he does and all his acts of kindness are nothing but a facade. You mustn’t let yourself be fooled!”

“You’re spot on! This bloke’s got hidden agendas written all over him. You’ve got to keep your wits about you at all times!” Chase Johnson remarked, squinting his eyes.

After hearing the words of a few others, the guilt Sheila Murray had just felt vanished in an instant.

Indeed, Dustin’s efforts to save her and lend a helping hand were all calculated moves, far from being acts of kindness.

If she hadn’t unveiled his true identity last night, she would have remained in the dark until now.

After all, it was Dustin who had deceived her. There was no need for her to feel guilty, grateful, or soft-hearted.

With this in mind, Sheila Murray took a deep breath, locked eyes with Dustin once more, and grew resolute: “Dustin! I don’t want to see you again. Please leave!”

“You…”

was on the verge of a fit, but Dustin raised a hand to stop him, his eyes filled with deep disappointment and indifference: “Miss Sheila, it seems you truly despise me. In that case,

he turned and exited

kicking him out, so there was no point

for extending birthday wishes to the old general, that was the least of his concerns. There was no need to force

What a stroke of bad luck!” Vivian remarked,

at once. Have Dustin apprehended as soon as he steps out!”

disrupt the banquet, that didn’t mean he had to let Dustin off

lay a hand on the eldest son of the Murray family, you would naturally

old general

as Dustin made his way out of the banquet hall,

after, beneath the starry sky and moonlight, a tall, silver-haired figure

respect with her towering

need for words or gestures – simply standing

a sense of

had the honour of meeting the

swarm of guests to pour out of the

or influential figures, in the presence of a commanding woman like Sheila

were now as quiet as mice, scarcely daring to

advanced with a cheerful stride, taking the old woman’s