Chapter 163 This Is My
Fault
Upon returning to Vista Villa, Collin immediately retreated to the study.
The instant the door clicked shut behind him, his expression hardened.
Taking out his phone, he dialed Dustin’s number.
Dustin’s jovial voice greeted him as soon as the call connected. “Collin, to what do I owe the pleasure? What can I do for
you, my friend?”
Collin’s voice was somber as he inquired, “What’s happening with that plot of land on the outskirts of town?”
After a brief pause, Dustin responded, “It’s already in the process of being developed.”
A short silence followed before Dustin chuckled. “Why the sudden interest? Don’t tell me you’ve had a change of heart and
want to reclaim it?”
Collin’s voice grew heavy with suppressed irritation. “Are you aware that there’s an orphanage that’s been operating there
for years?”
Dustin dismissed it casually. “Yeah, I know about it. I sent someone to take care of the situation a while back. It’s nothing
to be concerned about.”
Collin’s frown deepened, his voice sharpening. “So you actually sent people to threaten the orphanage?”
Dustin sounded genuinely surprised. “What? Threaten them? I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
Hearing the genuine confusion in Dustin’s voice, Collin relaxed slightly, sensing there was more to the story.
Having known Dustin for years, Collin understood his character implicitly.
While Dustin could be impulsive at times, he wasn’t the type to intimidate the vulnerable or abuse his power.
Initially, when Collin heard about Dustin’s involvement in the incident at the orphanage, he was dubious. Now, it was clear
Collin let out a cold snort. “It seems you’ve been too lax with your subordinates. They’ve clearly pocketed your money and exploited your name to cause trouble.”
Dustin seethed with rage. “Un–fucking–believable!” he roared. “Which goddamn idiot disobeyed a direct order?”
His initial outburst subsided, replaced by a sharp inquiry. “How in the hell did you even find out about this mess?”
Meanwhile, the scar–faced man slunk back to the office, where his boss, a portly, unkempt individual with a perpetual
scowl etched across his face, awaited him.
The moment the scar–faced man crossed the threshold, the portly man exploded. “You’re absolutely useless! It’s been days, and you still haven’t cleared out that orphanage? How am I supposed to explain this to my boss now?”
He slammed a stack of papers onto the scar–faced man’s chest. “It’s just one old woman and a bunch of snot–nosed kids! How difficult can it be? If this drags on any longer, the big boss will hold us accountable, and you’ll be out on your ass!”
The scar–faced man quickly scrambled to defend himself, his face twisting with frustration. “Boss, it’s not my fault! It’s all because of Collin Riley and that wife of his, Linsey!”
The portly man frowned, a look of annoyance crossing his face. “What in the hell do they have to do with this mess?”
The scar–faced man, still seething, explained, “They showed up at the orphanage today and stopped us dead in our tracks. They even threatened to go public with everything!”
He added, “I also found out that Linsey grew up in that orphanage. She’s going to be a real pain in our asses, I can tell. So,
what are we supposed to do now?”
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