The Consortium's Heir

Chapter 229

As she spoke, she pointed at a guy lying on the ground.

Darius looked at him and raised an eyebrow. "You're worried about the Gillette family coming here."

Alicia nodded. "Yes, sir. They're extremely unreasonable and act based on their whims and fancies. There's no way we can predict what they'll do." She looked at Darius. "If we stay here, we'll put ourselves in grave danger.

Also, the fact that Samantha did a one-eighty worries me. It proves that she knows they're almost here. We've kept an eye on her all this time, so I have no idea how she found out about that."

Darius took in her frustrated expression, then walked into the courtyard. He put his hands behind his back and looked in the direction that the Gillette family's cars were coming from. ‘You're worried that because the Gillettes know we're here, they'll be able to swiftly come up with a counterattack against us."

Alicia didn't expect him to understand her so well. She widened her eyes in surprise. Darius didn't turn to look at her, though.

Instead, a mocking and disdainful smile curved his lips.

‘They might have a hundred and one ways to deal with us, but none of them will work against me. Otherwise, Hank wouldn't have died by my hands." He stretched his neck.

It allowed Alicia to sense his murderous intent, but all it did was bewitch her. He was so handsome to her now, and it dazzled her.

Darius found it odd when he didn't receive a reply. He turned back to look at her and asked, "So, what else are you worried about?"

She shook her head. "Nothing. I’m unbelievably reassured now." He nodded.

At this moment, Samantha, who'd been weeping pitifully this whole time, suddenly stood up. She went back to looking like her usual self and moved to put her hands into her pockets. However, she stopped at the last second and brushed the dust off her clothes instead.

Darius glanced at her and clearly caught the disdain on her face. He knew that it was meant for him, and he narrowed his eyes.

She was an odd woman, and it seemed that he had to change his impression of her. He felt that it'd be dangerous if he thought of her as a normal woman. So, he walked over to her.

Samantha watched him approach, putting her hands into her pockets and sticking her chest out. She held her head high and looked at him. "What, are you going to apologize to me for your rudeness now, you pauper?"

To her surprise, Darius’ expression only became contemptuous. "You seem to have already forgotten about what happened earlier." Before he could continue, she cut him off shrilly.

"What the hell do you mean by that? What do you mean I've already forgotten about what happened? Are you mocking my memory, or are you saying I'm insane?"

Darius’ eyes were already narrowed, to begin with, and at her words, he shut them. He needed a silent environment to think. This woman's attitude was extremely odd. Also, her words seemed to be pointing out her current situation. But was there really someone so dumb?

While he pondered this and failed to come up with an answer, he suddenly heard the sound of someone panting outside, but the Gillette family had yet to arrive. The only thing that piqued his curiosity about this was the fact that he hadn't heard this slightly familiar pant despite listening to all the sounds around them. He turned to look at the entrance.

In the next second, he saw a tall, blond man running toward them. Shelvin's hair was mussed up because of the distance he’d run. His shirt was unbuttoned, and the collar was flipped.

His tie had gone missing long ago. He’d never been this disheveled. However, he felt that he could look worse. He ran toward Darius, then flopped onto the floor by his feet, gasping for breath.

Darius looked at him with a frown. "What are you doing? Is there something you're trying to achieve by lying down at my feet?"

Shelvin's expression turned steely. He propped himself up with both arms and prepared to get to his feet. NôvelDrama.Org (C) content.

Darius cleared his throat. "You look just like a tortoise now, you know."

Shelvin rolled his eyes. "Man, you're savage. If not for you, I wouldn't have run all the way here. Do you know how hard that was?"

Darius put his hands in his pockets, then shook his head. ‘That's not exactly right. It might be tough for an ordinary person, but not for you. After all, despite your weaknesses, you're still a martial artist."

Shelvin looked exasperated. He glared at Darius and said, "It looks like you're not interested in what I'm about to tell you."

Instead of saying anything, Darius merely let out a scoff.

This made Shelvin's exasperation disappear immediately. He smiled brightly and spread his hands, saying, "I was just joking, of course."