Chapter 814

The punch landed squarely on Dustin, but it was also a slap in the face of the entire Wagner family. A warning, loud and clear.

Lord Clark wasn't one to be trifled with. When he turned, he turned hard. This punch was clearly meant to avenge his son.

"Kid, when your father was alive, he didn't dare defy me. You think you're ready to take on the world? You're still wet behind the ears," Lord Clark said, wiping his hand with a silk handkerchief handed to him by his assistant.

Blood trickled from the corner of Dustin's mouth, his eyes dark with a thirst for vengeance. Yet, he managed to keep a composed smile as he wiped the blood away. "Mr. Clark, you're right. It was my mistake."

He looked like a grandson being scolded by his grandfather.

I knew this was just a temporary compromise. Dustin had enough on his plate with Sinclair. Angering Lord Clark now would only jeopardize his plans for tomorrow.

Lord Clark was here under the guise of mourning, but it was clear he had come to exert his influence. Tomorrow promised to be an eventful day.

But tomorrow was supposed to be Mr. Wagner's burial.

I glanced at his photograph. He probably never imagined that even in death, his troubles wouldn't end.

It seemed like karma was catching up.

comes around, as they say. No one

Lord Clark decided

eyes fixed on the direction Lord Clark had taken. I could practically hear

he was holding it in. As he

gently touching the corner of Dustin's mouth, but he

first aid kit," Jacqueline instructed the

"No need," Dustin dismissed.

he cut her off coldly. "No need to play the caring mother

venting his frustration at

at him with eyes full of pain and

was the sadness

younger and more charming, naturally

Dustin felt neglected.

she had been more attentive,

he wouldn't

do-overs; it

kit, but Dustin didn't give her the chance

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