Chapter 64


    Natasha was enjoying her coffee with Duane at Java Joys.


    “Do you still remember our bet, Natasha? Three days are up, and I’m still fit as a fiddle. Isn’t it time for y


    ou to


    make good on your promise?” Duane asked with a smile as he sipped on his coffee.


    “Why are


    e you so impatient, Uncle Duane? We’ve got half a day left before time is up.” Natasha said collectedly.


    “Hah! You can’t really be buying what that little swindler said, can you?” Duane found it ridiculous. “I’ve


    been


    practicing martial arts for years. How would I not know my own physical condition? Look at me! Does it


    look like there’s anything wrong with me?” 1


    “I don’t know if you look like anything, but I trust Dustin’s judgment.” Natasha smiled.


    “Hmph! I wonder how that little swindler brainwashed you. Why do you trust him so much?” Duane won


    dered aloud.


    “Who knows? Maybe this is just how things were meant to be.” The corners of Natasha’s lips tugged up


    ward as


    she thought of Dustin. “Anyway, half a day is left before time is up. If you’re still fine before the sun sets


    , I’ll make good on my promise!“1


    “Fine! Half a day it is, then! When the time is up, I’ll show you what a liar that little swindler truly is!” Wit


    h that, Duane left with his bodyguards in tow.


    Once they were out the door and got into their car, one of Duane’s trusted bodyguards couldn’t resist a


    sking, “I


    don’t get it, sir. Ms. Harmon is such an exceptionaldy. Why would she fall for that little swindler?”


    “She never ys by the book. When you find an opportunity, look into Rhys‘ background.” Duane instru


    cted.


    “Yes, sir!”


    The bodyguard started the car after answering him. As the car drove on, Duane leaned back to rx. N


    ot a momentter, he felt a sharp pain in his chest. He dismissed it initially, but as time went on, the pai


    n became increasingly acute and unbearable.


    It felt like a knife was stabbed into his chest and twisted around continuously. As tough as he was, the p


    ain


    caused him to gasp.


    “It can’t be! Could it be that


    the little swindler was telling the truth all along?” he wondered. Duane clutched at


    his chest as he broke out in perspiration.


    “What’s wrong, sir?” His bodyguard was quick to notice his difort.


    “Quick! Send me back to Java Joys immediately!” Finally, Duane could bear it no longer. He ordered hi


    s bodyguard to turn back.


    Flooring it the entire way, they were back at Java Joys in a sh.


    “Uncle Duane, what’s wrong? Do you need to use the washroom?” Natasha raised her brows at the sig


    ht of


    Duane, who was drenched in sweat.


    “Who said anything about using the washroom? Can’t you see that he’s in pain?” His bodyguard huffed


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    “Hmm? And who are you to run your mouth here?”


    The bodyguard immediately lowered his head as Natasha shot a re in his direction. In a split second


    , his blood ran cold.


    “Natasha! My chest hurts! Get that little swindler here to help me, pronto!” Duane said with agony writte


    n all over his face.


    “Uncle Duane, it seems to me that Dustin was right. He said you’d get an attack within three days, and


    he


    wasn’t lying. Doesn’t seem appropriate that you’re still addressing him as a little swindler, does it?” Nat


    asha


    remarked impassively.


    “Fine, fine! He isn’t a swindler, I was wrong to call him that. Now can you get him here?” Duane gritted


    his


    teeth.


    “Uncle Duane, you’re the one asking him for a favor. It’s not nice to


    make hime here, don’t you think?” Natashamented with a vague smile.


    “You!” Duane was on the verge of rage, but in the end he chose to restrain himself. “Where is Dustin? I’


    ll go to


    him


    “Hang on, let me give him a call to see


    where he is.” Natasha smiled as she dug around for her phone to make


    the call. Once she got Dustin’s location, she announced, “Peaceful Medical Centre.”


    “Move it! Get to Peaceful Medical Centre right away!” Duane dared not dally any longer. He rushed to t


    he


    medical center. What should have been a 30–


    minute journey took them only 15. They ran multiple red lights


    along the way.


    “So you are here, you rascal!” Duane made his way in covered in sweat. He spotted Dustin, who was r


    eading, the moment he entered. “Damn it! I’m suffering


    in such agony, and here you are, happily reading?” Duane


    cursed internally.


    “Uncle Duane, why are you here?” Dustin was taken aback for a brief moment, but he quickly came aro


    und.


    From the looks of it, he must have suffered an attack.


    “Tell me! I’ve been well all along. Why am I


    suddenly experiencing pain in my chest? Have you got something to do with this, you brat?” Duane que


    stioned through clenched jaws. He had little faith in Dustin to begin with. And now, he was really sufferi


    ng within three days, just as Dustin had predicted. It was only natural that he would suspect that Dustin


    was behind everything.


    “Uncle Duane, what are you implying? Are you saying that I did this to you?” Dustin’s brows knitted


    together. showing his displeasure.


    “Forget it! I don’t care who did it! Just get over here and treat me!” Duane said impatiently. The pain in


    his chest was getting unbearable. Every second that passed was pure torture to him. His priority was to


    get relief.


    “Why the hell are you still standing there? Get your ass here right this instant! If my boss‘ condition gets


    any worse, I’ll make you regret the day you were born!” Duane’s bodyguard, who was by his side, thre


    atened.


    Dustin’s expression froze over when he heard those words. They were the ones who needed his


    help, but this was the kind of attitude they came with? Who did they think they were?


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    “If this is the attitude I’m getting, then you’d better find someone else to heal you. I’m not the person to


    help you,” Dustin dered tly.


    “What did you just say?” Duane stopped for a moment before his expression turned malicious. “You ba


    stard! I only came here because of Natashal Don’t be so full of yourself!”


    “Is that so?” Dustin scoffed. “Truth be told, I’m only addressing you as Uncle Duane out of respect towa


    rd Ms. Harmon. If not for her, you are nothing to me. Also, it would do you good to figure out how things


    stand right now. You are the


    one who came to me, asking for help. Not the other way around! Now, please get the hell out


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    of here!”