The Consortium’s Heir by Benjamin_Jnr

Chapter 202

'That's impossible!” the manager boomed, unintentionally attracting people's attention.

Flustered, he cleared his throat and waited for the right moment to explain, "Our airport's security members are professionals. Every aircraft has a dedicated safety inspector, so our planes will never falter. I bet you're someone with ulterior motives. You must have gotten hired by our competitors to spread fake news!"

Darius glanced at the man from the control room and said, "I believe you guys can confirm whether I'm telling the truth or not. I’ve already wasted plenty of time in this airport, which is a tremendous loss on my part. So, I hope we can resolve this soon."

The man nodded. Although the two came to an agreement, they did not consider the manager's feelings.

That caused the manager’s eyes to widen with rage, and he thundered, ” You guys are being unreasonable! Our airport has nothing to do with the matter!”

He then scanned Darius from top to bottom before flashing a disdainful look.

"Look at you. Your clothes don't look like they’re worth much. Plus, I've never seen you before! I've checked your ticket purchase records, and it seems you’ve never even bought a flight ticket from us before today. You should know that our company is the best among all other airline companies. That's why our prices are much higher than theirs. Therefore, it proves that you have never bought a ticket from us before. Yet, you and your group suddenly bought expensive tickets from us today. I bet you got paid by our rival companies and are trying to defame us."

The man from control room stood aside without speaking, but his eyes were on Darius, scrutinizing him.

words. He scoffed before responding, "It seems your eyesight

the other, adding, "If you had good vision, you would know the clothes I'm wearing, excluding any accessories, are worth more than your yearly

had to

He placed his

company you’re working for provided clothes for you! Since they gave you money to purchase expensive tickets, they

case, then the clothes they gave me, including all the accessories on my body, are

stood behind Darius throughout the exchange, perplexity flickering in her

mused, "Mr. Reid isn't normally a chatterbox, yet he's been talking more these two days. It may seem like he’s in a good mood, but that’s definitely untrue. I don't know why he would do this. One thing's clear, though, nothing good

drew close, but she ultimately decided to play

someone approach before saying, "I’m not a talkative man, but I'm willing to waste my

lap, and then

to

I don't like it," Darius said, enunciating his words slowly as he turned to meet

foot and pointed at Darius, seething, 'That! That look of yours makes you seem uncivilized! Like you received little education since childhood! Your actions and words just now aren't anything like a wealthy person's. They're enough to prove your current wealth doesn't come from you nor your

the manager felt smug, like he had discovered another world