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 others had

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

and graceful, paired with the soothing murmur of the river, it could have

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

unconsciously stopping to listen, Orion, too, paused,

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*Finished

to an end, the audience heaved a

then at Seraphina-who was

unwell from lack of

waste for such

his brows furrowed

to hold back, the homeless man spoke,

that if Orion

unimpressed by anything beyond his

hint of disdain in

and let out a soft, dismissive

darkened as

that had been building moments earlier

very awful," Orion repeated, his voice calm,

a word, the homeless violinist rolled up his sleeves, revealing his heavily tattooed arms as he stormed toward them in a ferocious manner. Clearly, he was ready for a fight. "Sorry, this man has issues with his

few steps before hastily leaving the scene. "Seraphina!"

was unable to suppress a grin as he watched her retreat. Why is

This isn't like her.

picking a fight with a random homeless

Orion fell silent. After a few seconds,