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.

his friend’s countenance shifted from blankness to instant sorrow. He could no longer suppress his curiosity, so he asked, “What exactly happened? You’re not someone who would rack up a debt

reason was

Edward punished the casino’s staff, ensuring they suffered for their

man with a black beard, who reeked of vomit, was

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 barely any barbs left on it. Next, he took out a piece of toilet paper with an unknown brown substance he had somehow picked up.

scribbling an accurate portrait of Darius’

glanced over at Rudd, who sat close to him, and said, “I understand what you mean, but I’m still very alarmed by the entire ordeal. I doubt gambling is the reason behind your debt,

“You mentioned that your previous girlfriend was an employee at this casino. She was responsible for escorting guests

never mentioned this, only that

from Darius, who eventually continued, “So… she knew she couldn’t hit her work quota for this

humiliated, Rudd could not do anything but nod, admitting the

deeply than before. His arm extended to

on Rudd’s face. He did not want that. Rudd always hoped to appear happy. Hence, his features warped as he fell somewhere between the two emotions. Seeing that tickled Darius’ urge to chuckle, but he resisted. He flashed a look of seriousness and assured, “Don’t worry. The matter has been resolved. As for your

of his ex-girlfriend. Otherwise, he would not have gotten tricked into gambling so easily. However, it was

in his seat, indicating his discomfort toward his friend’s

All his attention 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