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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lightning speed. His movements

his time with it and did everything at his own

while, Mr. Wangley had finished concocting his polson, which

black liquid.

even smell a faint scent

Mr. Boy Toy. Dare to put it down the hatch?” Quentin taunted as he placed the

with a discerning eye could definitely see that the black potion

ingested it would surely be in

Dustin? It’s obvious that anyone who drinks this will surely die!” Ruth pleaded, clearly

her, also couldn’t

Dustin grinned before picking up the bottle and downing the

in

motion caused Quentin

actually not afraid of

feeling?”

the aftertaste, but all in all,

reply. The corners of her mouth

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

up a front if it’s too much for you to bear, young man. You just need to bow down to Mr. Harmon and admit your mistakes

best,” Dustin replied while smacking his lips

What you should’ve used was aconite instead of epiphyllum. Although both of their medical properties are

I was concocting the mix just now?”

he made was the Devil’s Elixir, and that he had added epiphyllum as one

the moment I smelled it

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

Dustin finished speaking, Mr. Wangley couldn’t help

could list out every single one of the ingredients he’d used to make his

that he peeked, but it was terrifying to

that it would take him light

hell happened, Mr. Wangley? A few minutes have already passed, and yet he hasn’t

now. Without an antidote, I can guarantee you that he’ll kick the bucket in

way to make a cure, it would still be impossible

his system.

Wangley had added

music to my ears.” Quentin

making my poison,” Dustin declared as he presented a bottle with a yellow–colored

inside.

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