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Even though she knew the man before her was out for her life, she showed no signs of it.
“The bigger picture?” Anders’ gave her a contemptuous gaze.
“Does someone like you understand what a big picture is? Other than Godfather, I have the final say in everything
in this house! That is the bigger picture!”
“Perhaps you have the power and influence, but that doesn’t mean you have the right to act recklessly. After all,
Godfather is still the one in charge here.” Dahlia stood her ground.
“Haha… Alright, very well!” Anders suddenly laughed, but his gaze was cold.
“Dahlia, you truly are smart. That’s probably why Godfather values you. Unfortunately, people like you usually don’t
live long. Take care of yourself.”
Upon saying that, he patted Dahlia’s shoulder and walked away. How dare a powerless woman challenge him? She
was digging her own grave!
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt“Ms. Nicholson, you probably have angered Anders for backing us up. I’m afraid you’ll have a harder life going
forward,” Dustin warned.
“Even if I did nothing, he won’t let me off easily,” Dahlia was rational about the situation. She could tell that Anders
was ambitious. Since she gained Godfather’s favor not long after joining the Moseys, it would undoubtedly lead to
feelings of resentment among the others.
Perhaps her presence had threatened Anders’ position, leading him to see her as an obstacle that needed to be
removed.
“No matter what, you must be extremely careful,” Dustin reminded.
“I will.” Dahlia nodded.
“Mr. Adams, you shouldn’t stay for long. I suspect Anders will use another opportunity to create trouble again. How
about I escort you out?”
“That would be much appreciated, Ms. Nicholson.” Dustin nodded without refusing the offer.
“It’s nothing.” Dahlia smiled faintly, leading Dustin and Abigail safely out of Moseys’ mansion. There were many
eyes watching them on the way, but they showed restraint, not making any rash movements.
“Ms. Nicholson, here will do,” Dustin thanked her after they were out of the mansion.
“Sure, see you again someday.” Dahlia nodded slightly and watched as Dustin and Abigail left in the car. She
somehow had a strange feeling that she once knew who the young man named Rhett was.
Meanwhile, inside the car, Dustin and Abigail took off their disguises, revealing their faces.
“Dustin, we’ve got the Emerald Corolla. But why do you still seem a little gloomy?” Abigail was puzzled.
“It’s nothing, I was just thinking about something.” Dustin forced a smile.
“Dustin, you’re not worried about Dahlia’s safety, are you? Could it be that you like her?” Abigail sensed something
unusual.
“We used to be close, sharing a close fate once,” Dustin explained.
“Oh, I see!” Abigail chuckled knowingly.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm“You’re worried because she’s in danger, but you’re not sure how to help her since you already have a fiancée,
right?”
“You seem to understand quite a lot,” Dustin said with a strange expression. In fact, he was indeed conflicted. On
the one hand, he worried about Dahlia’s safety, but he was also reluctant to get involved.
“Don’t worry, Dustin. Leave this matter to me. I’ll send people to protect Dahlia discreetly so you can sleep soundly
at night!” Abigail volunteered.
“Sounds pretty good,” Dustin nodded.
“Alright. Then I’ll leave this matter to you.” With experts from the Mystic Arts Order ensuring Dahlia’s safety, there
shouldn’t be any problems.
“Hey! Don’t get too excited yet. Protecting someone comes with a fee. But considering our good relationship, I can
offer you an 80% discount.” Abigail wiggled an eyebrow, raising eight fingers before him.
Dustin’s mouth twitched, and he was momentarily speechless. This girl was truly an unapologetic money enthusiast.
It was impressive that she was always finding ways to make a profit.
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