My Aloof Sisters Asked for My Forgiveness

The bartender and Brad froze for a second before they burst into laughter.

"What are you laughing at? It's the truth!" Devina insisted.

"Pfft... Majestic Hotel's owner? Hahaha!" Their laughter grew louder.

They naturally assumed Devina was bluffing.

Dustin looked no different from the other washed-up nobodies who frequented this place. How could he be the owner of Majestic Hotel?

The owner of Majestic Hotel could practically rule over Lannopolis.

There was no way this young loser was the owner of Majestic Hotel.

What a joke!

"Devina, at least make your lies believable." Mr. Henson finally stopped laughing. "I've had the honor of seeing the owner of Majestic Hotel before. He's a middle- aged man with a commanding presence. You're telling me this kid is the owner?"

"The man you saw is just the face of the hotel, and he answers to Dustin. Dustin is the real boss behind the scenes!" Devina shot back.

The bartender and Brad laughed even harder.

She was just rambling at that point.

"A broke loser like him? You're still trying to hype him up? At least make your lies somewhat realistic." Brad sneered.

"You said he's someone we can't afford to cross, right? I'll be sure to prove you wrong!" His expression darkened as he gave the bartender a look.

The bartender nodded slightly, then suddenly grabbed a beer bottle and swung it at Dustin.

Devina's face paled, and she gasped instinctively.

Dustin, however, remained perfectly calm. He did not even blink as the bottle came crashing down.

Then, he suddenly reached out. He was too fast for the human eye to follow.

The bartender suddenly felt his hand clutching at nothing, and the bottle was gone.

Before he could even react, he saw the beer bottle flying straight toward his own head.

Crash!

The glass shattered across the bar and brought the entire place to a halt.

Devina stared at Dustin in shock.

"How did he do that?" She had not properly seen what had actually happened.

Brad and the bartender stood frozen in place.

A few seconds later, blood trickled down the bartender's forehead. Only then did the searing and unbearable pain hit. He let out an agonized scream while clutching his head.

"What's going on?!" Patrons turned to stare in disbelief.

"What just happened?" Brad's face was blank with shock as he watched the

bartender writhe in pain.

"You b*stard! You actually dared to

fight

is round face twisted

into a snarl. He lunged forward and

threw a furious kick at nov

The latter's gaze turned cold and met the kick with one of his own.

In an instant, their feet collided.

Crack!

A sickening crunch echoed through

the

Da Dar and Brad's face contorted in

he collapsed to the floor.

"Aaahhh!!!"noveldrama

He clutched his leg and howled.

His screams pierced the air.

His agony was so intense that everyone around shuddered instinctively.

How much pain must he be in to scream like that?

All eyes turned to Dustin.

How could a man who seemed nothing more than a tipsy drifter possess such

terrifying strength?