Chapter 188:
The portly man finally got it—Dustin wasn’t playing. He was serious about sending him to the police.
Panicking, the portly man struggled against Dustin’s men, his mind racing for a way out.
“Mr. Wade!” he shouted suddenly, his voice tinged with desperation. “Did Collin and Linsey say something to you? You can’t let them turn us against each other! I see it now—this is a plot by the Riley family! They’re trying to bring your family down. You have to believe me!”
Dustin chuckled lightly, his tone calm and unhurried. “The Riley family isn’t exactly innocent in all this, but this? This was Collin’s idea. And of course, I’m cooperating with him.”
The portly man froze, stunned. Was Dustin really listening to that crippled Collin? How could that even be possible?
For years, everyone in Grester knew that Collin, the eldest son of the Riley family, wasn’t just physically disabled—he was also rejected by his own family. He had no power to speak of.
Dustin, on the other hand, was the sole heir to the Wade family—an immensely powerful man. Why on earth would he take orders from someone like Collin?
As those thoughts raced through his mind, the portly man couldn’t stop himself from voicing his disbelief. “Mr. Wade, you’ve got to be joking. Collin… he’s just a cripple. How could he possibly have the authority to tell you what to do?”
But the moment the words left his mouth, a chilling realization sank in. Could it be that the so-called powerless Collin had been hiding his true strength all along?
What was Collin really up to?
Dustin, noticing the growing panic in the portly man’s eyes, spoke with chilling calm. “You don’t need to know. You embezzled funds under my watch, and I have all the evidence I need. You’ll be spending your time repenting behind bars.”
The portly man was left utterly dumbfounded. As Dustin’s men dragged him away, his mind replayed the events of the day, each moment weighing heavier than the last.
Only now did he realize—Collin was someone he should never have dared to cross.
But it was too late for regrets.
Once everything was taken care of, Dustin wasted no time. He picked up the phone and dialed Collin.
“It’s done. Are you satisfied now?” Dustin said, his tone light, almost cheerful.
The entire mess had been a result of his own negligence—giving his subordinates just enough rope to hang themselves.
Collin’s voice on the other end was eerily calm, almost detached. “It’s not like it was my house that got torn down. Why would I be satisfied?”
Dustin grasped the situation immediately. “Tomorrow, I’ll personally bring those guys to the orphanage to apologize. And I’ll make sure they apologize to Linsey too. Will that suffice?”
“Yes,” Collin replied coolly. “Get it done as soon as possible. She’s not in the best of moods right now.” And with that, Collin ended the call.
Dustin was momentarily taken aback. “Wow, you’re really pulling out all the stops for Linsey,” he muttered to himself. “I’m the CEO, and I still have to personally apologize? What does that say about me?” After a moment’s consideration, Dustin decided it wasn’t such a bad idea after all.
He had been curious for some time now—what kind of woman could capture Collin’s heart so completely?
After all, Collin had been single for years, and now he had finally opened his heart to someone.
Dustin felt compelled to do whatever he could to support Collin. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have bothered to come over and deal with those two idiots personally.
