Bang!

As the room door was kicked open, the lightbulbs in the room exploded simultaneously, shattering into pieces of glass, and an ominous chill blanketed the room.

"Who the fuck is it? Who's ruining my fun?" Matt spun around, scowling. He was unable to identify the person due to the sudden darkness in the room.

"Matt Laney, you have a death wish!" An icy voice growled as the shadow approached.

The moonlight peeked through the window, and Matt saw the other person's face. It was Dustin!

"It's you!" Matt's expression changed, and he hastily pulled out a handgun from the bedside drawer. He yelled, "You imbecile! I haven't paid you back for ruining my plans so many times, yet you approached me first!"

"Dustin? Hurry up … and go. Don't care about me …" Dahlia cried out weakly. When she saw Dustin, she thought she'd finally be saved, but she never expected that Matt would have a gun, so she instantly panicked.

"Weren't you talking so big, dipshit? Ha, you still have to admit defeat to our