My Aloof Sisters Asked for My Forgiveness



"I need to speak with your branch leader, Wilhelm. Please, let him know," Dustin said calmly.

The two receptionists exchanged glances. They looked awkward.

Someone who had just walked in demanded to see the branch leader and addressed him by his first name!

In the Grayvale black market, hardly anyone dared to show such disregard for manners.

"Sir, may I ask who you are?" one of them cautiously asked.

“Dustin Fox from Rivenesco. Just pass the message along. He'll come out to see me,” Dustin said.

Their faces grew even stranger.

No one had ever dared to ask for Wilhelm Proud with this kind of attitude before.

“Sir, do you have an appointment?" one of them asked carefully.

Dustin shook his head.

"My apologies, but we don't have the authority to pass along your request. Besides, Mr. Proud rarely meets anyone...'

Dustin's face darkened.

"Just tell Wilhelm this: if he doesn't come out to meet me, I'll smash his Grayvale branch to pieces," he said flatly.

Both women's eyes widened in shock.

Had they heard him right?

This man was outrageously bold!

Was he insane?

Who in their right mind would make such a reckless threat?

Did he even understand Wilhelm's position?

"Sir, please mind your language, or the guards will throw you out," one of the receptionists said in a low voice. "What's all this commotion?" asked a sharp voice.

A stern-looking man, who seemed to be a manager, walked over in displeasure.

He had overheard Dustin's threat, and his expression grew even colder.

"What audacity! You dare threaten to destroy the Grayvale branch?

"Who are you? How dare you speak such nonsense?"

Dustin glanced at him calmly.

"Do you have the authority to report to Wilhelm?" he asked.

"Of course I do!" the man snapped. His face darkened.

"How dare you address Mr. Proud by his first name!" Dustin was impatient.

"Then tell me. What do I need to do to meet your branch leader?"

"You want to meet Mr. Proud, huh?" That man sneered and sized Dustin up. He could not hide his disdain when he noticed how young Dustin was.

"Not just anyone can meet Mr. Proud..."

"I asked how," said Dustin in annoyance.

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"You want to meet Mr. Proud? Fine." His voice dripped with mockery.

“There's the trade hall over there. If you can present a treasure so rare it shocks the entire black market, that might work...

"Or you could head to the gambling hall and defeat all the gamblers and rake up a fortune of seven or eight billion.

"If you're strong enough, you could dominate the black market stadium, defeat every opponent, and earn the title of Black Market Champion. Perhaps then, Mr. Proud might come and see you. Content belongs

“But judging by your looks, all of that seems unlikely. If you can't achieve any of that, you don't deserve to meet Mr. Proud..."

The manager's taunts only deepened Dustin's displeasure.

He glanced outside. His eyes finally settled on the black market stadium.

"What if I break through your entire stadium?" he said.noveldrama

"Break through it? You?" The manager burst into laughter, as if he had just heard the funniest joke of his life.

"Kid, do you even know who oversees the Grayvale black market's fighting stadium?

"No one has ever managed to

conquer it. Even if you were strong,

reaching the Black Market

Champion title is considered the ultimate achievement."

Dustin turned and headed toward the stadium.

"No one's ever done it?

"Then, I'll be the first..."