Dustin looked extremely pissed. He rarely treated women harshly. But since Elena was being a bitch, things were different.Thecrowd gaspedwhentheysawElenabeingpped.


    Was this guy crazy? It was one thing to beat up the Forrest family guards. But he went and pped Ms. Forrest, too?Shewastheeldestdaughterofanesteemedfamily!


    How could he have pped her? Did he not fear death?“How dare you p me?” Elena roared as she cupped her stinging cheek. She stared at Dustin in disbelief.


    Nobodyhadeverdareyafingeronhersinceshewasborn,muchlesspher!Itwashumiliating!


    “Hey!Whydoyoulotkeeprepeatingthesamething?Don’tyouhaveanythingelsetosay?”Dustinhadhaditwiththem.


    “I–I’llmakeyoupay!”ElenashriekedbeforunchingherselfatDustin.


    “Elena!Calmdown!Calmdown!”


    Seanwasstartled.HeimmediatelywentforwardandpulledElenaback.


    ShewasputtingherselfindangerbyattackingDustin!


    “That’senough!”Aprettywomanwalkedin.Content ? provided by N?velDrama.Org.


    Notonlydidshehaveaprettyface,butherfigure wasperfect,too.Andmostimportantly,thecool.


    vibeshegaveoffwasrefreshing,likeabreezecutting throughthesummerheat.


    “Dahlia?”Dustin’seyeswidenedinshockwhenhesawher.Heneverexpectedtoseeherhere.


    “Ugh,fancy meetingherhere.”Natashascrunchedhernoseindispleasure.


    Shehadbeenstandingalittlewaytotheback,lookingateverythingairily.ButwhenDahlia


    appeared,shegrewtense.


    Thiswashergreatestloverival.Shehadtotake thingsseriously.Thingswouldbeterribleif


    DahliatriedtotakeDustinback.


    “Whyareyouhere,Dahlia?”Natashawalkeduptoher,her gazesharpandwary.


    Shelookedlikeshewasreadyforaface–off.


    Theyweretwostunning beautieswithvastlydifferentvibesaboutthem.Theylookedlikeapaintingwhentheystoodtogether.


    Eventheonlookingwomen’sbreathsweretakenaway.


    “Whoareyou?DoIknowyou?”Dahlialookedherupanddowncoldly.


    “My,areyousobusythatyou’vegottenforgetfulnow,Ms.Nicholson?Youdon’tremembermenowthatwehaven’tmetinawhile?”Natasharaisedabrow.


    “Havewemetbefore?Whydon’tIhaveanyrecollectionofyou?”Dahliafrowned,lookingconfused.


    “Whatexcellentacting!Keepitgoing,then.Iguessyou’vedisregardedme.”


    Natasha’sexpressionwentcoldassheexudedmandingpresence.


    “Natasha…”DustintuggedonNatasha’sshirtfrombehind.


    “She’ssufferingfromamnesia.She’sforgottenaboutalot ofthings,”hewhispered.


    “Amnesia?”NatashastaredatDustinwide–eyed.


    “Isthattrue?”


    “Itsureis.”


    Dustinnoddedearnestly.“Notonlydoesshenotrememberyou,shedoesn’tremembermeeither,Mostofhermemorieswithinthstthreeyearshavevanished.”


    “What?She’sforgottenaboutyoutoo?Hahaha!That’samazing!”


    Natashacouldnotholdbackherjoyasshughedoutloud.ButthenshesawDustin’sseriousexpressionanddecideditwasn’ttoonice ofhertotakejoyinothers‘misfortune.


    Soshewipedthe smileoffherfaceandpretendedtobesorry.


    Shesighed.“Whywouldshelosehermemoriesallofasudden?Whatapity.Trulyapityindeed.Hehehe!”2


    Intheend,shestill failed toholdbackhergiggles.