The Consortium’s Heir by Benjamin_Jnr

“Are you sure you don’t have the wrong person?” Darius asked in a skeptical tone. He was completely puzzled as to why a wealthy person would act so respectful and call him ‘Young Master Reid’.

“Of course not, Young Master Reid.” The man answered with a tone of certainty. He had searched for a long time and finally found the young master here. There was no way he could mistake him for another person.

Darius looked at the man again. At first he had thought the phone call was a kidnapping case, and later chalked it off to a prank. However, it seemed that he was far from the truth. There was really a wealthy man who was calling him young master Reid.

“Please come with me, young master Reid. My master has been waiting to meet you for a long time now.”

Darius looked at the middle aged man again. Everything was happening so fast for him. It hadn’t been even a day yet since his break up with Sarah and now someone he had never seen was here claiming that an unknown master wanted to see him.

Darius sighed before nodding his head.

“Alright, take me to see this master of yours.” Darius said.

“Of course young master Reid!” The man said, bowing deeply to Darius. Darius paid the man no heed however. He was curious to know who the master was and why he had sent someone to meet him.

The man led Darius to the expensive looking car. A man dressed in a black suit hurriedly rushed out from the car and opened the passenger seat for the duo.

the car was a Rolls-Royce car. He knew that Rolls-Royce cars of this model were very expensive, even more than David Lesley’s Porsche. He wondered what the identity of

closed the doors before

other. The middle aged man who identified himself as Bruce

4 hours, the car finally came to stop in front of a majestic gate. Darius found himself wowed at the demeanor of the gate itself. He had never seen something so luxurious and majestic as this. The towering gate seemed to be made of pure gold, as they

opulence of the gate itself.

of very advanced security checks, the Rolls-Royce made its way past the gates. At this point, Darius found himself at a complete loss for words. He was unable to form a coherent sentence,

mansion screamed

the mansion, and a beautiful sculpture lay atop the fountain. The water

signaled the driver to slow down. The Rolls-Royce drove slowly around the whole mansion, giving

opened the doors for the duo, before getting back into the car and

Reid. That car is not worthy of your

mute but was grumbling in his heart. Was this

Hell it’s still a dream that I am actually at a place as luxurious

anything wrong with Darius response and smiled. He bowed his head before gesturing his arm forward, like a

way, young master

he didn’t gawk at the luxurious hallways and abstract paintings hung on the wall. He was way too nervous to