An Understated Dominance (Dustin Rhys)

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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started concocting his polson at lightning speed. His movements were so fast that

with it and

had finished concocting his polson, which appeared to be a bottle

black liquid.

a faint scent of dead fish watting out of

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

see that the black potion

who ingested it

say we just forget about this whole thing. Dustin? It’s obvious that anyone who drinks this will surely die!”

who was standing beside her, also couldn’t help but

polson. There’s nothing to worry about.” Dustin grinned before picking up the

in one

but confident motion caused

punk actually not afraid of death?” He

you feeling?”

bitter from the aftertaste, but

reply. The corners

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

you to bear, young man. You just need to bow down to Mr. Harmon and admit your mistakes if

at best,” Dustin replied while

you should’ve used was aconite instead of epiphyllum. Although both of their medical properties are similar, there are still a few minor differences between them. This

I was concocting the mix just now?”

the Devil’s Elixir, and

it even necessary to peek? I could tell the moment I smelled it

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a sliver of Devil’s grass. It’s such a shame that you were

moment Dustin finished speaking, Mr. Wangley couldn’t help

list out every single

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

would take him light years to even get to this

A few minutes have already passed, and yet he

antidote, I can guarantee you that he’ll kick the bucket in no time flat!” Mr. Wangley

it would still be impossible to completely get

his system.

that was because Mr. Wangley had

that’s music to my ears.”

as he presented a bottle

inside.

steam emanated from the foul–smelling, hot liquid.