“Don’t worry. I started this. I’ll make sure not to pull you both down into this mess. Of course, if you’re scared, you could leave first. I didn’t see a thing,” Dustin said casually.
A few simple words had made them feel indignant, and their faces burned, especially from the looks the three women were giving them.
It was humiliating to be looked down on by an ordinary doctor.
“You’re dead meat, punk! All of you are dead meat!” The middle-aged man got up from the floor with a disheveled appearance.
“Say that again? Who’s dead meat?” Dustin gave him another slap.
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