"Mom, take James to the hospital. I'll deal with this."
"What do you think, Lyra?"
Dahlia rubbed her temples. She felt a headache coming on.
"It's obvious, isn't it? It was Dustin who assaulted them first. The security guards were witnesses, so that can't be a lie," Lyra said.
"But my mother's not exactly an honest person…" Dahlia began. She knew her mother and brother well. They were a hot-tempered and ruthless duo.
"Either way, it's still wrong for him to throw the first punch!" Lyra said righteously.
Dahlia's frown deepened along with her doubts. Lyra was right. It would seem like her decision to divorce him was right.
She took out her phone and called Dustin. At the same time, Dustin was sitting in a silver Bentley and frowned when he saw the call coming in. Despite his reluctance, he still picked up the call.
"Dustin, I need an explanation!" Dahlia demanded. "Are you taking revenge on my family just because I divorced you?"
Hearing this, Dustin was taken aback. He hadn't expected Dahlia to be so aggressive. She hadn't even stopped to listen to what he had to say. After three years of marriage, she was treating him as if he was a mere stranger, or worse.
"Dustin, I'll give you another chance. Go to the hospital right now and apologize to James, and I'll pretend that nothing happened. Otherwise…"
"Otherwise what?" Dustin retorted. "Are you going to arrest me, or hire someone to take me out?"
"Dustin! Are you really going to throw away my goodwill?" Dahlia snapped.
"Goodwill? Are you sure it's goodwill?"
"You…" Dahlia's retort was cut off as Dustin hung up.
She almost threw out her phone in anger. Dahlia had always been good at hiding her true emotions. It was one of the reasons why she had managed to get to where she was today. But right now, she was having a little trouble in that regard.
"How rude of him." Lyra was about to say more when Dahlia stopped her.
"That's enough of this. I need to work on more important matters, like the charity ball with the Harmon family."
"The charity ball? Has that got anything to do with our partners?"
"That's right. I just received news that the Harmon family has shortlisted the Quine Group. If we do well at this ball, we could be the Harmon family's next partners!"
"That's great! I'll go make the arrangements right now!"
...
After hanging up the call, Dustin arrived at Swinton Primary Hospital. Natasha brought him into a VIP ward, where an old man was laying on the bed. Several doctors surrounded him, but none of them looked optimistic.
"Natasha! You're finally here!"
Suddenly, a young woman ran up to them. She was the second daughter of the Harmon family, Ruth Harmon, and the old man on the bed was Andrew Harmon, her grandfather.
"Ms. Harmon, we've already done everything we could." a doctor said helplessly.
"Mr. Rhys will take over." Natasha said coldly.
"Mr. Rhys?"
Dustin looked too young to be a good doctor.
To be frank, she wasn't quite sure about Dustin either, but if Hunter recommended him, then he had to have his merits.
"Could Mr. Anderson have been conned?" Ruth still looked doubtful. "Hey, you, are you really a doctor?"
"I know a little about medicine," Dustin replied.
"Just a little?" Ruth pouted.
"I won't believe in you unless you can prove to me," Ruth said with her head held high.
"How?" Dustin asked nonchalantly.
"Tell me what ails me. If you're correct, then I'll believe in you!"
"Really? Show me your tongue," Dustin said.
Ruth did as he said.
After a quick look, Dustin said without any hesitation, "Your hormones are imbalanced, so you should be experiencing irregular periods and migraines. You're also showing some signs of food poisoning, which has affected your digestive system. You've been having diarrhea, haven't you? Oh, another thing, you have hemorrhoids…"
The more he spoke, the tenser Ruth became.