Chapter 296

"Good evening, Mr. Dox..."

Allison's cheeks flushed crimson as she entered with a delicate bow.

It was the next evening.

She was there to serve Dustin some tea.

Her face glowed, and memories of the previous night were still fresh and overwhelming. She could not even meet his eyes.

After all, she had practically thrown herself into his arms and then woken up in his bed...

Dustin glanced up and smiled. "Miss Allison, there's no need to trouble yourself."

Allison whispered, "I am already yours, Mr. Dox. Why would you treat me like a stranger?"

The corners of Dustin's lips twitched.

'What in the world?! I didn't enjoy a single moment of "that," yet I'm stuck with the blame?' he thought.

Screw that meddling old prude!

He was seriously thinking about adding more drugs in his courtyard.

He took a sip of tea and asked, "How's your grandfather?"

"I don't know what happened to him, but he howled all night. He sprinted around the courtyard like a madman. It wasn't until sunset that he finally stopped." Allison sighed. "Why are you laughing?" she asked in confusion.

as he suppressed

their conversation softened the awkwardness between

sense of foreboding filled the

into his arms

Swish! Swish!

past where she had stood moments before and embedded themselves in the

her breathing quickened as her hands unconsciously rested on his waist. "Who's there? Show yourself!" Dustin's voice turned cold as his gaze

Clap! Clap! Clap!

dry applause echoed

with sunken

got skill," the stranger said with a sneer.

Dustin as her cheeks

call me Brutus," the man said as his

turned pale. "Brutus? The

Brutus said

Dustin was unimpressed. Brutus's

said to him, "He's a notorious assassin. He's even taken down Martial Saints with his

that so?" Dustin muttered indifferently.

"What's

man?"

face darkened.

dead influrry of darts.

surge

ove

swept

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