Dahlia's tone turned icy. It was not easy for her to reconcile with others, given her prideful nature. Moreover, Dustin threw it in her face.

"Dustin, I know you despise me. Nevertheless, I don't think I've made a mistake. Besides, I've given you many chances to redeem yourself!"

Despite her struggle to calm herself down, Dahlia could feel resentment rising within her. Seeing Dustin with another woman triggered her frustration and anger. These feelings became more and more intense as their fight escalated.

"I." Dahlia couldn't say a word in retaliation. Yes, she did initiate the divorce. However, there was no need to keep bringing up the past.

"Are you seriously asking me?" Dustin stared back at her.
"Wasn't this your choice?"

"I don't understand. Why are you being such a jerk?" Dahlia was getting annoyed.

"Ms. Nicholson, we are already divorced. Since your status is of such a high rank, it is better for us to not be seen together. I would only embarrass you." Dustin scoffed.

"Must you be so difficult?" Dahlia frowned.
She was trying to make peace with him, but Dustin seemed to not be having any of it. He was being mean and talking down to her in a disagreeable manner.

"Let's talk about it here and now. I don't want another misunderstanding," Dustin insisted.

"It's about something private, let's go elsewhere." Dahlia turned to find a quiet corner but she realized Dustin didn't move an inch. Her brows furrowed with frustration.

"About what?" Dustin retorted with a poker face.

"Dustin, can I have a word with you?" Dahlia tried after a few seconds of silence.

His sharp words rendered Dahlia speechless. She had never expected Dustin to be so direct. The atmosphere around the three of them grew tense.

"Were you ever interested in my friends?" Dustin replied sarcastically.

"Dustin, when did you befriend Ms. Harmon? You've never introduced me!" Dahlia couldn't help but ask.

Furthermore, Natasha's figure was much more voluptuous than hers. Any man would be enamored by her!

Although she was usually very self-assured, she had to admit that the woman before her was stunning. Natasha was on par with her in looks, height, and conduct.

"Nice to meet you, Ms. Harmon," Dahlia answered politely.

She stretched out her hand to shake Dahlia's. Although her actions seemed friendly enough, the atmosphere around her was slightly intimidating.

"Really?" Natasha raised her eyebrows and gave Dahlia a charming smile. "Hi, I'm Natasha Harmon. Nice to meet you."

"She's my ex-wife," Dustin replied.

"Mr. Rhys, is she a friend of yours?"
Natasha sized Dahlia up. According to her female intuition, she could detect a hint of hostility from this woman standing before them.

Who would have thought that it was true? Although they were divorced, Dahlia felt a little uncomfortable seeing her ex-husband being with another woman. There was an awkward and uneasy feeling in her heart.

"What a coincidence seeing you here.
Dahlia choked back the speech she had prepared to explain herself and greeted Dustin stiffly. She did not believe it when her mother told her of Dustin's new love interest.

Dustin's eyes widened when he saw Dahlia walking toward him, but his gaze turned cold in a moment.

"Ms. Nicholson, nice to meet you. How can I help you?"

In addition, her porcelain skin and captivating features radiated an aura of nobility, like a queen who had come to grace her presence on her subjects.

"Dustin!"
Dahlia was about to continue when she stopped in her tracks. She noticed a striking figure next to Dustin. The woman was dressed in a skin-tight, fiery red dress that showcased her tiny waist and alluring curves.

"Could that be Dustin?"
Dahlia finally recognized the man. After she found out the truth about that fight, she had been feeling guilty about it.
Dahlia decided to address the misunderstanding since Dustin was coincidentally here. With that thought, she walked up to him.

Dahlia had not heard a word of their conversation. Her gaze was fixed on a luxurious car in the distance. A man's silhouette was standing by the car.

"Of course, we are already one family." Lyra returned the gesture.

"You're welcome. Granting my relationship with Dahlia, this is no trouble to me at all" Chris shot her a deliberate smile.

If the Quine Group became partners with the Harmon family, not only would this elevate the company's reputation, her status as secretary to the president would rise significantly as well.

"That would be great! Thank you, Mr. Nolan!" Lyra was overjoyed.

"I heard rumors that the Quine Group is shortlisted to be one of the Harmon family's partners. It's not easy to be partners with such a powerful group, especially for Quine Group. That's why I'm here to put in a good word on your behalf. This will boost the possibility of signing a contract with the Harmon family!" Chris boasted, his voice filled with confidence.

"Of course, I have an ulterior motive. I'm here to be of help to both of you." Chris chuckled. "Help us?" Lyra was confused.

"Mr. Nolan, are you sure that's all you are interested in?"
Lyra smirked knowingly.

The Harmon family was one of the Mighty Three, the top three most reputable families in Swinton! Their financial power and influence were unrivaled in Swinton. Many people would die for the chance to just enter the Mirage, let alone to be invited to the Harmon family's charity dinner.

"I'm not interested in just any charity dinner. Having said that, this dinner is organized by the Harmon family. Who wouldn't be interested?" Chris answered with a smile.

"Mr. Nolan, are you interested in tonight's charity dinner as well?" Dahlia greeted him.

"Dahlia, there you are!" A bespectacled young man in a suit came up to both of them. It was Chris, the second son of the Nolan family.

"The Mirage is one of the main establishments of the Harmon family, that's why the design and quality are impeccable. It is extremely difficult for most people to get an invitation to the Mirage." Dahlia surveyed the surroundings. Even with her high standards, she had to admit that the Mirage was in a class of its own.

"I've never thought that the Mirage could be so grand! What beautiful designs and sculptures!" Lyra exclaimed as she got out of the car.

People milling at the entrance whispered among themselves, marveling at Dahlia's beauty. However, none of them went forward to introduce themselves as they were too intimidated.

"What a beautiful woman! Is she a famous actress?"
"Her face and figure are out of this world!"
"Isn't she the president of Quine Group? She is one of Swinton's Four Beauties!"

Her intricate features complemented her graceful motions. The second she arrived, everyone's eyes were drawn to her as she outshone all the other women in her presence.

A black Benz stopped at the entrance of the Mirage. A gorgeous woman dressed in a black evening gown got out of the car. She had flawless skin and legs that went on for miles.

It was the evening at the Mirage. The Mirage was the most prominent club in Swinton. The building was as large as a hotel and inspired by the Victorian period. It had gabled roofs, large bay windows, and decorative sculptures. The interior was similarly designed, exuding grandeur and magnificence. Outside, the club was surrounded by vast gardens, vineyards, and even a man-made lake.

"Many thanks, Mr. Rhys." Natasha gave him a sly smile. Truth be told, she was much more interested in the bodyguard than being protected.

Although it was a hassle, he had to do it for the canscora.
Nothing could be allowed to go wrong until he managed to get his hands on the herb.