The Consortium’s Heir by Benjamin_Jnr

Chapter 32

Chapter 32 The receptionist looked at Darius with contempt. She didn‘t understand what he was trying to do? Was he intending to use his phone to make a call as a display of his strength? Darius noticed her contemptuous expression but ignored her. The phone rang only once before Bruce picked up the phone call. 

“Young Master Reid! Is everything alright Young Master?!” Bruce inquired anxiously. 

“Yes. Everything is alright.” Darius replied in a reassuring tone. 

Bruce let out an audible sigh of relief on the other end of the phone. The young master was alright “If everything is alright then why did you call Young Master Reid?” Bruce asked; confusion evident in his voice. 

“Hm. I‘m currently at the Dragon Lord‘s Imperial Residence, and the receptionist has refused me a meeting with the residence‘s manager. Could you please notify the manager that I am waiting for her in the lobby?” Darius inquired cheerfully, his gaze fixed on the receptionist as he spoke. 

“How dare she?! She‘ll be there at once. Please exercise some patience young master.” Bruce said in a pleading voice. 

Darius nodded softly as he spoke to Bruce on the other end of the phone, unaware of the storm he had just sparked. “Alright. Tell her to hurry. I don‘t have all day.” Darius added. “Certainly, Young Master Reid. Please forgive me.” Bruce responded with a firm tone before hanging up the phone. Bruce shouted angrily as soon as he was certain the phone call was over. He was absolutely enraged! How dare they treat a member of the Reid family like a common guest?! Were the Dragon Lord‘s Imperial Residence‘s employees planning to die? 

Would they have been the best apartment complex in Dragon Estate if the Reid consortium hadn‘t stepped in when they needed it the most? 

owned 95% of the

not just any member, but the new head of the Reid consortium himself? He would give the

the number of the manager of the Dragon Lord‘s Imperial Residence, still

Residence:

manager, a stunning woman in her late thirties, sat behind a brown

the profits from the Dragon

of the table. It was no wonder that she didn‘t meet with just anybody. She had so much work waiting for her that she was unable to toss them

secretary and personal assistant helped her out with other things such as managing her schedules and

secretary, but she couldn‘t She was well aware of how difficult it had been for her to reach this level. She literally had to go through hell to reach her current level. She would

Mr. Bruce. He was at a level that she couldn‘t reach no matter how much she tried. The

became the manager of this residence and began handling billions of dollars in profit. The people she felt were the sky were no longer

whenever he was talking. He could easily dismiss her from her position with the snap of his fingers. It

not disturb‘mode as she didn‘t want any distractions until she was done with her work. She was about to disconnect the

manager spoke politely and

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