An Understated Dominance by Marina Vittori (official version)

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"Dustin? What in the world are you doing here?" Eleanor furrowed her eyebrows, her expression turning icy at the

sight of Dustin.

Their past encounters had already made them sworn enemies.

"Rhys! Why do you keep showing up everywhere? Seriously, talk about bad luck!" Elena grimaced in disgust.

Their last visit to Camron Medicals had been a disaster. Instead of gaining an advantage, they faced severe

criticism, deepening her resentment toward him.

"If you two are here for the Dew Balm formula, I strongly advise you to drop that idea right now," Dustin spoke

coldly.

"What does it have to do with you? Stop butting into other's problems!" Eleanor huffed.

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"Exactly! Your life is hanging by a thread, and you dare to meddle in our affairs? Are you trying to speed up your

death?" Elena mocked.

They knew well that Lana's death was linked to Scott, and they had come to take advantage of the situation.

As for Dustin, he was just a step away from death. Once Scott's men went after him, he would undoubtedly meet a

gruesome end. So, they didn't think much of him.

"The Dew Balm is the result of my collaboration with Ms. Camron. Anyone trying to take it forcibly will face serious

consequences." Dustin asserted.

"What? Are you trying to scare us?" Elena scoffed, showing her disdain.

"You're just a martial artist, nothing special. Do you really think you can go up against us? Dream on!"

"Dustin, I suggest you stay out of this. You don't want to suffer the same fate as Lana, right?" Eleanor sternly

cautioned.

"So, Lana's death has something to do with you?" Dustin's face darkened with a murderous glint in his eyes.

"Hey, don't spout nonsense. We didn't do anything!" Elena quickly denied it, panic creeping in.

"Dustin, don't blame me for not sparing you. If you don't leave right now, I'll call Scott," Eleanor threatened coldly,

pulling out her phone.

She added, "Let me tell you, Scott has placed a hefty bounty on your head. Once he finds you, you won't stand a

chance!"

Eleanor recalled Abigail had used poison to stop Scott's retaliation previously. But now, with the situation, Scott's

revenge was inevitable.

"You can try. Call Scott and see if he picks up," Dustin replied indifferently.

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"Dustin, are you not afraid of death?" Eleanor glared at him.

"Sure, I'm scared. But let's see whether you've got what it takes to make it happen," Dustin retorted.

"Eleanor, this bastard is way too cocky. Quick, call Mr. Mosey to put him in his place!" Elena couldn't take it

anymore.

To her, Dustin was just a martial artist; she couldn't believe he could stand against the Moseys.

"Arrogant fool! I'll make you regret this!" Eleanor's expression darkened as she promptly dialed Scott's number.

"Ms. Welch, hold on!" Corey panicked and swiftly intervened.

"Let's talk this through. There's no need to escalate things and bring the Moseys into it."

"Yeah, yeah. Let's sit down and discuss this calmly. Do we really want to trouble the Moseys?"

Several members of the Camron family attempted to mediate the situation.

They weren't concerned about what would happen to Dustin, but they had to consider the safety of the Camron

family. Scott's ruthlessness could spell disaster for them, as demonstrated by Lana's death.