Inherit Billions (Seraphina and Orion)

Chapter 315 The Dominant CEO and the Homeless Violinist

Seraphina raised an eyebrow. Hell, that was convenient. Little Dani is such a clever kid.

Little Dani puffed his chest proudly. If Emeris didn't drag me along. I would have definitely stayed with Ms. Lovely.

I certainly didn't trust leaving Ms. Lovely next to Mr. Wicked and would rather leave her in my dad's care for a while.

During the ride, Seraphina didn't ask about their destination. Soon enough, she drifted off to sleep

Unknowingly, her head rested on the shoulder of the person next to her.

After a few hours, she was gently shaken awake. Her blurry vision focused on Little Dani's adorable. beaming face, magnified as he leaned in.

The boy whopped. "Ms. Lovely, look! It's a castle!"

The sky had darkened slightly as the airplane hovered above.

Instinctively, Seraphina turned to glance out the window. There, nestled atop a lush green mountain, was a castle estate gleaming with lights. It stood tall and imposing. The flickers of light give it a mysterious yet grand allure.

From the looks of it, Seraphina guessed it must be a private estate.

The plane landed on the estate's helipad.

After hours on the plane, Little Dani could hardly contain his excitement as he dashed out. Emeris followed closely behind. Wilson narrowed his eyes and swept his gaze to the side. Then, with a gentlemanly gesture, he extended his hand toward Seraphina. Before Seraphina could take it, Orion swooped in and snatched her hand with an iron grip.

She tried to pull her hand free, but his hold was firm.

Seraphina shot him an exasperated look but followed them down. The air was clear, the stars twinkling in the distance. Not far away, a few butlers and servants approached quickly from afar.

At last, Orion succeeded in his goal-he was finally able to have Seraphina push his wheelchair while they strolled along the banks of the Tayness River.

now that the

a burly, tattooed homeless man stood. He was playing his instrument with deep concentration. A small crowd

If the melody had been elegant and graceful, paired with the soothing murmur of the river, it could have been

from refined. It was more akin to the wailing of an elderly woman-sharp, unpleasant,

slowing down, unconsciously stopping to listen, Orion, too, paused, standing

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*Finished

to an end, the audience heaved a collective

glanced at Orion, then at Seraphina-who was stunningly beautiful.

unwell from lack of rest, looked like a

seemed a waste for such a beautiful woman to be

remained unreadable, his brows

homeless man

that if Orion didn't, he

another look at Orion, unimpressed by anything

a clear hint of

let out a

darkened as he prepared to

been building moments earlier suddenly

Orion repeated, his voice calm,

as he stormed toward them in a ferocious manner. Clearly, he was ready for a fight. "Sorry, this man has issues with his mental health. If you want to brawl, take it up with

Seraphina quickly backed away, taking a few steps before hastily leaving the scene.

a grin as he watched her retreat. Why is the

This isn't like her.

picking a

voice, Orion fell silent. After a few seconds, his deep voice