"Ouch, ouch, it hurts, it hurts..." The man whose hand was being stepped on wailed in pain. Dustin kept his foot firmly on the man's hand, but his gaze was fixed on me. "You alright?"

"I'm fine, but my phone's a goner," I said, prompting Dustin to look at the shattered smartphone on the ground.

"Mr. Wagner, Mr. Wagner..." Larson hurried over, his hands outstretched as if wanting to pull Dustin away but not daring to touch him, just stretching awkwardly.

"Dad, it really hurts," the man on the ground reached out to Larson with his other hand.

That call of "dad" made everything clear to me. No wonder this jerk was acting so tough; he had his old man backing him up.

"Mr. Wagner, could you please let my son go?" Larson pleaded with Dustin.

But as soon as he finished speaking, his son let out an even more agonizing scream.

"Mr. Wagner, Mr. Wagner," Larson was visibly distressed, practically spinning in place.

Dustin ignored him, instead turning Deborah. "Have someone bring over a new phone."

Deborah, now his assistant, nodded immediately and looked at me. "We'll get the latest Pro model..."

need for you to give me anything. Whoever broke my phone should

"Yes, I'll

gestured to

a brand-new smartphone was presented, but I didn't take it. Who knows if there might be some

gestured to the employee who had been hit to come over. "What about his

are

compensation do you want?" I looked at

is due, of course, but we also need to return the favor." Larson's

do you mean, no? An eye for an eye," I looked at Larson,

Hudson..." Larson

After all, 'the father is

who Dustin was; otherwise,

that Dustin had spoken,

the only way to end this was to discipline his

since Dustin

on the boy's hand, O threatening

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