An Understated Dominance (Maria Vittori) novel Chapter 1252

Chapter 1252 Blame it to Kate

But it was the Harmon family, their own blood kin, who had kidnapped Natasha and caused the death of Hector. The act of harming one’s own flesh and blood was something Dustin simply could not bear!

“Dustin, we know we’ve made a grave mistake. We won’t dare to do it again,” Kate pleaded desperately. “Please spare us, and we promise we’ll never go against Natasha in the future!”

Seeing that things were taking a dire turn, Kate quickly surrendered.

“Is there any point in saying this now?” Dustin said coldly. “You repeatedly used underhanded tactics, schemed for power, and while your past actions were excessive, they hadn’t crossed certain lines. But now, your actions have utterly eroded your humanity and extinguished your conscience. You’re even worse than animals. Why should I grant you forgiveness?”

“No matter what, we’re still Natasha’s family, blood relatives connected by lineage. If something happens to us, she’ll be heartbroken. Since you’re so fond of Natasha, you wouldn’t want to see her in tears, right?” Kate began appealing to Dustin’s emotions.

“Family? Blood relatives? You have the audacity to say that!” Dustin snorted, pointing to Hector’s lifeless body. “Open your dog eyes wide and see who’s lying on the ground! You’ve killed Natasha’s father, and now you have the nerve to talk nonsense here. You’re truly shameless!”

“I…,” Kate was at a loss for words.

Beside her, Trent and the others also hung their heads in shame. While they may not have had murderous intent, Hector’s death was still connected to them.

“Hector’s death must have someone held accountable. Whoever was the mastermind should take their own life as atonement,” Dustin said coldly, pulling a knife from one of his companions and slamming it down in front of the Harmon family members.

“Huh?”

As they looked at the sharp blade, the Harmon family members exchanged confused glances, completely uncertain about what to do.

This was clearly meant to be a warning; whoever confessed would meet their end.

With only one life to spare, who would willingly become the scapegoat?

“What? Not willing to confess?” Dustin’s eyes turned icy, his voice stern. “If none of you dare to admit your guilt, then everyone will die!”

“What?!”