“Do you hear that? Everyone’s saying that you’re the thief.” Morgan smirked maliciously. Which insolent
bastard is this who dared meddle in his affairs?
“Mr. Finn, it seems like you’re going to cover up for him, then?” Dustin’s eyes narrowed, a menacing
look in his
eyes.
It suddenly made sense to Dustin why Mr. Marcs dared to act so rampantly. It was because he had an
equally unrighteous superior! Dustin had thought that he had seen the worst from Mr. Marcs, but it
turns out that Morgan was worse! Not only did he distort the truth, he even framed others for things that
they did not do. It was in for all to see that his subordinate was in the wrong, but he tantly put the
me on Custin. That was too much!
“So what if I cover up for him? Who do you think calls the shots here?” Mr. Finn pressed his lips
together into a thin line. “I’m giving you a chance now. Get down on your knees and apologize to Mr.
Marcs right now, and admit that you were wrong. If you don’t, I’ll make sure you spend the rest of your
days behind bars!‘
“Are you sure that’s what you want to do?” Dustin challenged.
“Do I look like I’m joking? You should check if your opponent has someone behind him before you go
throwing your weight around like that! Who do you think you are to do as you wish on my turf? Now get
on your knees and apologize!‘ Morgan roared.
“Do you hear that? Get on your knees!” Mr. Marcs jeered, looking at Dustin like he had victory over him.
“Rhys! Why did you even intervene in the first ce? This is what you get for meddling in other
people’s business!” Julie gloated.
“You really think too highly of yourself! Matt shot him a contemptuous and dismissive look.
In the face of absolute power, it was irrelevant whether you were right or wrong. So what if you were
right?
When the person in power dictated that you’re wrong, you have no way of defending yourself, Such
was the
“Alright, if you’ve made your choice, then don’t regret it.” Dustin didn’t waste much time talking to them.
He
whipped cut his phone and made a call.
“Oh? You’re calling for backup? Hahaha!” Morgan snickered. “Hey, brat! I don’t think you get the idea
here! This
is my turf, and I call the shots here! Who do you think can save you now?”
“Mr. Finn, let’s not get too cocky. I think the Harmons are in charge here at Harmon Pharmaceuticals,
not you.
Exclusive content from N?velDrama.Org.
Mr. Finn,” Dustin corrected him.
“So what? I’m a founding member of Harmon Pharmaceuticals! Even Natasha Harmon has to address
me respectfully, what more of a scoundrel like you?” Morgan announced arrogantly.
As he finished his sentence, a crisp and clear feminine voice rang out. “Is that so? So I should be
addressing you respectfully now?”
The crowd turned to the source of the voice to see an elegant woman dressed in red entering and
approaching them. It was Natasha Harmon!
“Ms. Harmon?” Morgan felt a premonition of oing trouble. He immediately forced a smile and went
up to her. “Why have youe?”
“I’m here to join in the fun! Am I not wee here, respected Mr. Finn?” Natasha put extra emphasis
on how she addressed Mr. Finn.
“Ms. Harmon, that was just a joke. Don’t take it to heart,” Morgan exined awkwardly. How was he to
that she would appear at such terrible timing?
know
“A joke? It didn’t sound like one to me. You sounded so sure of yourself back there,” Natasha said,
unperturbed.
“Well— Morgan could not find the words to excuse himself for what he said.
“Forget it; I’ll let that go. Now tell me, what’s going on here?” Natasha asked calmly.
“Ms. Harmon, here’s what happened.” Mr. Marcs was just about to exin when he was cut off by a
re from Natasha. “Are you in a position to speak now?”
“Know your ce!” Morgan turned to Mr. Marcs and scolded him. Then he turned back to Natasha and
smiled apologetically. “Ms. Harmon, it’s nothing much. It’s just that there’s someone here with hical
intentions who stole some Immortunols. I’m already handling it, and this will be settled in no time.”
“Oh? Who’s so audacious to steal Immortunols?” Natasha asked.
“It’s that rascal!” Morgan pointed at Dustin.
“Mr. Finn, are you sure it’s him?” Natasha looked like she was holding back a smile.
“Of course I’m sure!”
“And do you know who he is?” Natasha asked, amused.
“No matter who he is, he’smitted a grave offense by stealing the Immortunols! We need to ensure
that justice is served!” Morgan dered in feigned righteousness.
“Alright then. I’ll have you know!” Natasha’s expression darkened over. “This man whom you’ve
used of theft is the chief physician of Harmon Pharmaceuticals and the developer of Immortunol,
Dustin Rhys!” An uproar broke out when the crowd heard that.