“Y–you, you … What did you just say?! Where are your manners, you uncultured swine? How vulgar!” Zoey was upset by Dustin’s words. Although Dustin calmly spoke, his words hit right where they hurt.
“You’re right! A country bumpkin will always be a country bumpkin! He’s got no manners at all!” Zeke was livid. With his privileged background and high educational status, he had never been insulted in such a manner, much less by someone who he considered much lower in status than him.
“The way I behave depends on the person I’m talking to. Do you expect me to treat you with respect when you’re blatantly belittling me?” Dustin asked coldly. “You!” Zoey clenched her jaws and found that she was at a loss for words.
“Come on, we’re all Natasha’s friends. Let’s not make things ugly over a small matter.” Adriana quickly tried to smooth things over and ease the tension when she saw that things were starting to escalate. It was Mr. Harmon’s 50th birthday celebration today. There was no doubt they’d be creating trouble for the Harmons if they were to have a row there.
“Forget it. Let’s just ignore the loser. We don’t want to stoop down to his level.” Gordon swiftly collected himself and shot Dustin a scornful look.
“You’re right. It’s wasted effort debating with uncultured people.” Zoey shot Dustin a side–eye.
“Hah! He’s just a boy toy with a glib tongue. What else is he capable of?” Zeke insulted.
“Chicken.” Dustin spat before finding a seat by the side and proceeded promptly to ignore them.
“You!” They were so irked that they almost lost their cool again. They had started out intending to disgrace Dustin in order to make him stay away from Natasha and to flaunt their superiority, but in the end, they failed miserably. Not only did they not gain an upper hand over Dustin, he even put them to shame. It was frustrating indeed!
Just as they were still indignant over the unpleasant exchange, a commotion broke out by the entrance. They looked up to see a hunky man clad in military uniform, with two adjutants following behind him. Following close beside him was a charming woman with a shapely figure.
“Hey, who’s the army man? He looks so cool!” Zoey’s eyes lit up.
“If I’m not mistaken, he should be Mr. Jacob’s son, Dylan Harmon!” Gordon answered.
“Dylan Harmon? What a nice name!” Zoey’s eyes remained glued to Dylan.
“As far as I know, Dylan’s a high– ranking commander in an elite unit. He’s just one step away from becoming a general. He has a mighty bright future ahead!” Gordon exclaimed enviously.
Dylan’s return had been quite the talk of the town recently. Countless scions of prominent families tried their best to curry favor with him due to his high military position and also because he was from the Dark Panther Cavalry.
“He is hot, comes from a wealthy family, and to top it all off, he is crazy talented. Where do you find a man like this? I think I’m in love!” Zoey swooned over Dylan with hearts coming out of her eyes. He was powerful, rich, and, most importantly, handsome. Was he not the embodiment of the man of her dreams?
“Zoey, I don’t mean to discourage you, but people like Dylan are bound to have crazy high standards. They won’t fall for the regular girl,” Gordon reminded her.
“Nothing is for sure. I have the advantage of having Natasha on my side. Who knows? Things might just work out?” Zoey wasn’t the least bit discouraged by Gordon’s reminder. She wasn’t about to let such an exceptional man slip past her fingers now that he had appeared in front of her.
“Hey Gordon, who’s the lady beside Dylan Harmon? She’s beautiful and very elegant, I must say!” As opposed to Zoey, Zeke had his eyes on the lady.
“She’s Dylan’s cousin and Mr. Trent’s daughter, Kate Harmon,” Gordon introduced.
“Kate Harmon? That’s a sweet name!” Zeke rubbed his chin and asked cheekily, “Say, do you think I stand a chance, Gordon?”
