My Aloof Sisters Asked for My Forgiveness

Waylon and Kenneth were nearly knocked unconscious under the crushing weight of Dustin's foot.

Blood spurted from their lips and their faces were pale as sheets.

Shawna gasped at Dustin's audacity.

She had not expected him to go so far as to pin both of them beneath his foot.

Waylon was the pampered heir of the Riley family, while Kenneth was the eldest son of the influential Dixon family. Offending either of them could only spell trouble for her. "Son of a b*tch! Do you want to die? You're asking for it!" Kenneth roared in pain.

"Mr. Dixon! Call your uncle! Get him to send someone here. Didn't you say he knows the branch leader of the Martial League? Have the leader come here now!" Waylon shouted. "This guy doesn't know his place! We have to teach him a lesson!"

Dustin pressed down harder, and both men howled in pain.

"Brat... I dare you to let me make a call!" Kenneth gritted his teeth.

Dustin's face remained cold, and his foot stayed firmly in place.

The two men writhed beneath him. Their bodies were racked with unbearable pain, and they were almost suffocating.

"Dustin, let them go..." Shawna urged Dustin to stop as she was worried things might escalate beyond her control.

He released his hold.

Kenneth and Waylon gasped for air for a long moment before slowly pulling themselves up. Their expressions were seething with humiliation and anger.

"This ends here. We're leaving." Shawna grabbed Dustin's arm and pulled him toward the exit.

"Leaving? After attacking me, you think you can just walk away?" Kenneth's face twisted with venomous hatred.

"Shawna, did you deliberately bring this lunatic here to humiliate Mr. Dixon on purpose?" Waylon was hoping to stoke Kenneth's fury even further.

"You..." Shawna snapped. Her face flushed with anger.

"They're asking for it," Dustin muttered coldly. His figure blurred as he moved and reappeared in front of Waylon in an instant.

He grabbed Waylon single-handedly by the collar and lifted him off the ground.

Waylon flailed in panic, and his legs kicked uselessly.

"Mr. Dixon! Help me!!!" he screamed.

"You just wait!" Kenneth pulled out his phone and dialed a number.

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Dustin glanced at Waylon like he was a clown.

"In a different setting, you would've been dead by now," he remarked coldly.

Those who crossed the King of Hades would be killed by the Hell Guards without any orders issued.

Still, Dustin held himself back. He could not simply kill Shawna's cousin in front of her.

A small fry like Waylon was not worth the mess.

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He was thrown onto the floor. His body went limp.

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dying, both Shawna and Kenneth froze in stunned silence.

That was ruthless.

"Relax. It's just a few broken bones. A lesson he'll remember this time," Dustin said nonchalantly. Shawna sighed in relief.

But she knew this would not end here. The Riley family would come for answers and revenge.

"I already called my uncle. This is the end of your arrogance!" Kenneth spat out bitterly.

Dustin cast him an indifferent glance.

"You think your uncle can save you?"

Suddenly, a sweet but commanding voice echoed from the doorway.

Everyone turned toward the entrance. Their gazes locked onto a stunning woman striding in confidently.

Her expression was cold, yet her gaze was sharp.

""That's... Allison McCall!"