My Mysterious Life - Hidden Billionaire
Copyright© 2025 by Laxu
Chapter 3: Miss Natasha
“Get off!”
Those two words were enough to scare Florence motionless. She had never thought that Dustin could be so scary when he was angry. He had always been so mild-tempered around them. He now looked like he could eat her alive.
When she finally got her wits back, Florence began screaming, “Help! Help! He’s murdering my son!”
Soon, the Quine Group’s security guards gathered around them.
“What happened, Mrs. Nicholson?” The head of the security guards recognized Florence and stood at her side immediately.
“Tom! Lock this guy up at once! I want him punished for beating up my son!” Florence yelled.
“Holy cow! How dare you cause trouble in front of the Quine Group? Have you lost your mind?” Tom waved his hand. All the security guards surrounded Dustin.
This was their chance to kiss up the president’s mother. If they did well now, then they might get a promotion and a raise.
“What are you waiting for? Beat him up!”
Just as they were about to act, a voice sounded.
“What do you think you’re doing?”
A curvaceous woman in a silver dress barged into the crowd with her bodyguards. With her lips painted a fiery red, she was stunningly beautiful. Every move she made was alluring.
“She’s gorgeous!”
The security guards stared at her lustily. She was one of the most attractive women they had ever seen.
“Mr. Rhys, are you okay?”
The woman ignored the looks she was getting and headed straight toward Dustin.
“Who are you?”
Dustin narrowed his eyes at her, his anger dissipating.
“Nice to meet you, my name is Natasha Harmon. Mr. Anderson sent me here,” the woman said with a smile. At this, the security guards began whispering amongst themselves.
“Natasha Harmon? Is she the heiress of the Harmon family?”
“Oh, my God! Why is she here?”
They were all shocked. Natasha Harmon was a household name around the city. She was pretty, influential, and smart. At 22 years old, she had already gained control of the Harmon Group and built her own business empire within five years.
“Ah, it’s you.”
Dustin nodded.
He had heard of Natasha before, but he hadn’t expected her to be involved with Hunter.
“Mr. Rhys, please wait in the car. I’ll deal with this.”
Natasha snapped her fingers. Behind her, her four bodyguards whipped out their batons and advanced toward the crowd. Even though there were just four of them, their threatening auras were enough to make the security guards back off. After all, they knew that the Harmon family only hired trained bodyguards.
“After you, Mr. Rhys.”
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