My Aloof Sisters Asked for My Forgiveness by Autumn Rain

Chapter 287

"Who says fame is the only measure of medical skill? You've invited the most renowned physicians for years, haven't you? Yet, has anyone even been able to cure Mr. McCall?" "You little brat, are you looking for trouble?" the gatekeeper snapped.

"Do you know where you are, kid? This isn't a place for your antics. Get lost!" barked one of the physicians nearby. He was clearly insulted by the insinuation.

Dustin's face darkened. His patience was hanging by a thread when a melodic voice suddenly interjected, "Let him in."

Heads turned as a striking young woman appeared, and she walked gracefully toward them. Dressed in an ethereal white silk gown that seemed to float around her, she exuded an otherworldly beauty that was almost unreal. Her serene and refined demeanor set her apart, as if she were a goddess descended to the mortal world.

Dustin immediately understood that this must be Allison McCall, the fabled beauty of the McCall family.

"Miss Allison, this brat is nothing but a nameless nobody! He's far too young to be anything but a fraud," the gatekeeper protested indignantly.

Turning to Dustin, she offered a polite bow and asked, "Sir, my apologies for the behavior of my staff. May I ask how skilled you are in medicine?" "My skills are nothing extraordinary. Just slightly better than anyone else here," Dustin said casually as if discussing the weather.

A ripple of outrage swept through the crowd.

The first part of his statement was tolerable, but the second was sheer arrogance.

Where did an obscure nobody like him get the audacity to say such a thing?

"That's some nerve!" snarled one of the assembled physicians. "You're not even qualified to be a medical intern, and you dare spout such arrogance?"

ignored the growing chorus of

Allison, however, seemed intrigued.

response shocked everyone. Allison actually

the hall of the McCall family villa. The room was filled with prominent figures.

except for one at the head of the table, which was closest to

fell into a

him with

Dustin remained composed. He was utterly unfazed by the

do you think you are, kid? That seat isn't for you!" someone finally shouted. "Why

Arthur Williams and Mr. Gareth Graves!" the man shouted.

Dustin's face darkened.

He could also a

the old

He was

by

ordinary standards.

bellowed and

and power were enough to severely injure an ordinary person. Dustin's face turned

Bam!

onto the table and sent a

It