“Mr. Fox, Miss Allison from the McCall family is here to see you.”

Early in the morning, Dustin had just finished washing up and was about to have breakfast when the butler came to inform him.

“Allison…”

Dustin paused slightly.

His feelings for this woman were complicated.

Because of Joseph’s scheme, the two had become intimate.

But the McCall family could never blackmail Dustin with that.

Dustin would not be forced, and he had made it clear to Allison that he was cutting ties with her. The McCall family could do nothing about that.

“Tell her that I’m not in,” said Dustin and waved his hand.

“Mr. Fox, Miss Allison says she saw you enter the villa yesterday and hasn’t seen you leave. She knows you’re here,” the butler said.

Dustin’s face darkened.

“She’s spying on me?” he asked in displeasure.

He reconsidered.

The servants in the villa were at least ninth grade martial artists, and there were Hell Guards nearby. Even with the McCall famil