“Sir, what about this guy? You decide.” Abigail glared at Ezra, who was on his knees. If looks could kill, Ezra would be dead by now.
At that moment, Ezra snapped out of his daze, pleading, “Dustin, please don’t kill me! I messed up; I won’t mess with you again. I swear, I won’t cross you from now on! Please, spare me!”
“Spare you?” Dustin chuckled, “After all your ploys to mess with me, you think I’d just let you off? Does that even make sense?”
Ezra crawled over, grabbed Dustin’s leg, and bawled, “Dustin! No, Sir Rhys! It wasn’t me; it was all Eleanor’s crazy idea! I just followed orders. Please, I’m begging you, let me off the hook!”
“Eleanor?” Dustin narrowed his eyes. ” Tell me, was this attempt on my life payback, or did you have another scheme?”
Ezra didn’t hesitate and disclosed,” Due to the Dew Balm issue, we faced setbacks. So, Eleanor proposed to kidnap and rough you up.
“They’re hoping to extract more of top- notch formula to recover our losses and rebuild our reputation.”
“That woman is cold-blooded. I did her favors multiple times and even saved her life. And she pays me back with this revenge!
“She’s pushing me all my buttons. I’d be in deep trouble by now if I were just a regular guy,” Dustin said, his gaze cold.
“Yeah! That woman repays good deeds with bad. I never liked her!” Ezra nodded vigorously.
“Sir Rhys! Spare my life, and I’ll be your right-hand man. I can help you deal with Eleanor and make her pay for her crap!”
“Eleanor is your fiancée. Are you really okay with betraying her?” Dustin asked in a knowing tone.
“What fiancée? We’re just in an arranged marriage for the alliance between our families. There is no personal connection. Plus, who could like such a conniving woman?” Ezra complained. He’d never be with Eleanor if it weren’t for his old man’s strict orders.
“Given your sincerity, I’ll allow you to make things right,” Dustin said coolly.
“Go back and tell the Welch family they’ve got three days to hand over the precious herb I need. If not, I’m tearing them down.”
“Okay, I got it! I’ll deliver the message! “Ezra nodded repeatedly.
“I don’t want anyone else to know about today’s events. Got it?” Dustin glared menacingly at Ezra:
“Got it, got it!” Ezra nodded repeatedly.
“Alright. Now, scram.” Dustin waved his hand.
“Thank you, Sir Rhys!” Ezra nodded a few times, then hightailed it out of the old mansion. He looked as if he’d been scared out of his mind.
“Sir, he tried to harm you. You just letting him go?” Abigail was a bit puzzled. “This guy still has some use. Let him stick around a bit longer.” Dustin said it casually.
He could have easily killed Ezra, but that would surely cause both the Welch and Swanson families to come at him. He was not scared, but it could complicate things and mess with the bigger plan. So, he chose to instill fear in Ezra.
With Ezra’s words, he could spread how formidable Dustin was and make the Swanson family realize how pointless it was to mess with him. Then, he could simultaneously cut ties with the Welch family. This would leave the Welch family on their own, making them easier to handle.
“Alright, as long as you’re happy, Sir.” Abigail sweetly smiled. A nobody like Ezra was just small fries, and whether he lived or died wasn’t a big deal.
“Abigail, how long have you been in Oakvale?” Dustin changed the subject.
“I just got here.” Abigail spilled.
“The Mystic Arts Order snagged a big business deal recently. Grandma told me to lead the team-a chance to gain experience and enjoy a little vacation. You know, let loose and have some fun out here.”
