Chapter 367
“He should have left long ago. He’s only going to bring us trouble if he stays here,” Dustin said frostily.
“Before your father left, he asked me to talk you into returning to the Rhys family. I refused.” Gregory sa
t down on a chair and poured himself a cup of tea.
“I told him that the Rhys household is a dangerous ce to be in. I’d much rather see you do what you l
ove and live your best life out here than be constantly caught in power struggles and deceitful manip
tions back there. Surprisingly, he agreed. He told me that all he wants is for you to be happy, and that t
he Rhys family will always be there to back you up. His only wish is for you to make time to go back an
d visit your mother’s grave to pay her respect.”
Dustin stood there, frozen in ce, when he heard that. He felt a prick on his chest, right above his hea
rt. He reached up to find that it was the crystal ne that his mother had left him.
Taking in a deep breath, he said, “I’ll go back. But now’s not the time. The day the murderer pays with h
is life will be the day I return!”
Because how could he visit his mother’s grave now knowing that her death has yet to be avenged?
“Alright then, I’ve said all that’s left to be said. You make your own decision.” Then Gregory downed the
cup of tea and went upstairs, ready to go back to bed again. As for Dustin, he sat on a chair and starte
d to ponder over his great vengeance scheme.
“What’s on your mind?” Dahlia walked in and waved a hand in front of Dustin’s face.
“Hey, when did youe in?” Dustin was surprised to see her.
“You didn’t even see meing in? What are you so lost in thought over? Is it me you’re thinking about
, or is it Natasha that’s upying your thoughts?” Dahlia probed inquisitively.
“Neither.” Dustin shook his head. That was a trick question, and he knew better than to answer it. “Oh?
Is there someone else that you’ve got your mind on?” Dahlia asked, looking at him questioningly.
“Of course not!” Dustin was amused by Dahlia’s question.
Then, he quickly changed the topic. “Did youe here so early in the morning to ask me about this?”
“Hah! Do you think I have nothing better to do with my time?” Dahlia rolled her eyes at him. “I’vee t
o share some good news! The Nicholson family in Glenstead has finally epted our family again! We’
ll be reunified. From now on, we’ll be scions of a prestigious family!”
“Oh? Is that so? Well, congrattions!” Dustin chuckled.
“That’s not all!” Dahlia smiled proudly. “Not only have we been epted to return, but the patriarch of t
he family, Regulus Nicholson, has also listed me as a potential sessor! I’ll stand a chance ofpet
ing against the rest of his offspring as the future head of the household!”
“So what you mean, is that as long as you perform well, you stand a chance of bing the
head of a prominent family?” Dustin was quick to catch on.
“Precisely!” Dahlia snapped her fingers and giggled excitedly. “So many people dream about being liste
d as potential sessors of the family. I never would have guessed that the patriarch would choose me
! What a pleasant surprise!”
Truth be told, she hadn’t held high hopes of being reunited with the Nicholson family of Glenstead. She
knew that even if she were to return to the prestigious family, she would not be properly recognized or
appreciated as she wasn’t part of the direct lineage.
But things were different now. To be selected as a potential sessor was a big deal.. It put her at a dif
ferent standing and status from all the other descendants who weren’t on the list. This was her one cha
nce to take control of her destiny and break free from the oppression of her family. All she needed to do
was prove her worth and defeat herpetitors, and she’d be able to emerge as a sessor and rise
above them all.
“Congrattions! Seems like the patriarch is cing great importance on your family!” Dustin
smiled.
“Well, of course!” Dahlia lifted her chin confidently. “Now that the chance presents itself, you better butt
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er me up nice and well or you’ll be sorry you missed the opportunity to do so when I be the se
ssor!”