The Consortium’s Heir by Benjamin_Jnr

Chapter 159

Their gazes met for a moment before Bridget joined Darius’ side like always while Edward headed toward the casino. Darius trusted Edward’s abilities, so he left for the airport.

Bridget followed along with a slightly hesitative expression. “Sir, you can move around on foot later. You can use our family’s own car.”

Darius stopped, then looked at his shocked friend, whose jaw had dropped despite only being able to see through a slightly opened swollen eye. Darius knew Rudd’s exaggerated expression was only because the latter felt shocked. Still, seeing that pleased Darius. He reached out to give Rudd’s shoulder a reassuring squeeze. “Don’t be so surprised. I merely reunited with my family. It turns out that my grandfather is super wealthy, and so are my great-grandparents.”

Those words did not ease Rudd’s shock. Instead, he uttered a string of foul curses to display how taken aback he felt.

It was only after the car screeched to a halt before them and grains of sand flew into Rudd’s parted lips did he shut his mouth.

Darius had already gotten into the car by then.

Meanwhile, a stunning woman dressed in a black flight attendant uniform was opening the car door for Rudd, who thought, “I must be dead. There’s no way I can ever dream of such an experience!”

He had no idea how to react except obediently enter the car to sit by Darius’ side. In doing so, he caught a whiff of the flight attendant’s perfume, which sparked his memories of another woman.

shifted from blankness to instant sorrow. He could no longer suppress his curiosity,

was too sad

other hand, Edward punished the casino’s staff,

know that an old man with a black beard, who reeked of vomit, was watching Darius’ car leave from an

eyes. He mused, “This young man seems powerful and has the scent of the mysterious potion on him. All I have to do is to catch him, so that I can live longer!” He took out a quill that looked ancient. Although, it would be more accurate to describe the quill as a bald rod since there were

scribbling an accurate portrait of Darius’

mean, but I’m still very alarmed by the entire ordeal. I doubt gambling is the

mentioned that your previous girlfriend was an employee at this casino. She was responsible for

this,

sigh came from Darius, who eventually continued, “So… she knew she couldn’t hit her work quota for this month and tricked you

do anything but nod,

left Darius sighing more deeply than before. His arm extended to give a comforting pat on Rudd’s

to chuckle, but he resisted. He flashed a look of seriousness and assured, “Don’t worry. The matter has been resolved. As for your ex-girlfriend, if you ever

have gotten tricked into gambling so easily. However, it was also then that he realized the interior of the car they were in felt different from regular vehicles.” This is

his seat, indicating his discomfort toward

was now on the car. It took a momentt before he finally realized how luxurious the car’s interior seemed. His low spirits vanished right then. Discontent filled his gaze as he looked at Darius. “We’re good friends, aren’t we? Why didn’t you tell the other guys and me