My Aloof Sisters Asked for My Forgiveness



When the last of the metal powder fell from Dustin's hands, he chuckled.

"Am I qualified to enter now?" he asked calmly.

“Uh... yeah..." The doorman was still in a daze, and he barely managed a couple of incoherent responses.

Allison was clearly pleased with his stunned expression. She turned to Dustin with a satisfied smile and beckoned him to follow her inside.

The radiant smile left the doorman momentarily dumbfounded.

She was so beautiful...

The famously aloof Allison could smile like that?

When the pair disappeared into the venue, the doorman snapped out of his trance.

Then, as though in disbelief, he dropped to the ground and began gathering the scattered metal powder.

He was indeed doubtful about the authenticity of the metal sphere.

But the texture was unmistakable. It really was that type of metal...

"Impossible! No one can crush Onyx Iron into powder... No one!" he murmured in a trembling voice and was lost in disbelief.

Meanwhile, Allison led Dustin into the venue.

"Is that Allison McCall? It really is her!"

"She actually came? That's so unexpected!"

The young heirs lit up in joy at the sight of Allison, and their gazes were filled with admiration.

On the other hand, a few female martial artists clenched their fists and glared daggers at the new arrival.

Compared to Allison, their presence dimmed like stars overwhelmed by the moon's glow.novelbin

"Who's that guy? Why's he sticking so close to her?"

"From the way he looks, could he be her servant?"

Speculation buzzed through the crowd, and many nodded in agreement at the idea.

"Allison, what an unexpected honor!"

"Miss Allison, your presence truly graces this humble event!"

Three men approached to personally welcome her.

Their refined manners and confident bearing immediately distinguished them from the riff-raff at the entrance.

Leading the trio was none other than the owner of the luxurious five-star hotel, Henry Gregg.

Allison nodded slightly as her face once again turned cold. "Good evening, gentlemen."

"Miss Allison, I've heard the

wonderful news of your

grandfather's recovery.

Congratulations! I hope you enjoy yourself tonight," Henry said with a smile.

"Thank you," Allison said briskly.

Henry's eyes drifted to Dustin and his tone turned dismissive. "And this must be your servant? There's a lounge at the back where he can wait. We've prepared refreshments."

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“He's not my servant!" Allison's brows furrowed. "His name is Fustin Dox, and he's my fiance!"

She was no longer shy about it. Her declaration was bold and unwavering.

The room fell silent.

All eyes turned to Allison and Dustin, with disbelief painted across every face.

The goddess of the martial arts world of Grayvale was engaged? And that too with some unknown, unimpressive-looking outsider?

Those who secretly admired Allison burned with jealousy. Their glares practically drilled holes into Dustin.

Under normal circumstances, such animosity might have intimidated anyone.

However, Dustin felt only helpless resignation.

Nothing like that happened between Allison and himself...

Fiance? She was getting way ahead of herself.

Henry froze awkwardly before calming himself and regaining his composure.

Naturally, he had always fancied Allison.

In Grayvale's martial arts

community, she was unparalleled in both talent and beauty, with an exceptional family background to match. She was undoubtedly the ideal partner.

"May I ask,” Henry said as he turned to Dustin with a faint smile, "who you are, sir?"

"I'm Fustin Dox," he said evenly. "From Rivenesco."