The Consortium’s Heir by Benjamin_Jnr

Chapter 258

Darius could tell Erin was still nervous.

Even so, he no longer criticized her opinions nor spoke anymore.

All he did was drive in silence.

Stifled by the sudden tension, Bridget regretted riding shotgun just then.She complained in her heart, "No wonder Edward refused to join us!"

Pin-drop silence filled the car.

Such a void was something Bridget had never experienced before, so it suffocated her. She opened her mouth but then kept quiet out of fear, giving up after failing to speak a few times.

Not wanting to focus on the awkwardness any longer, Bridget decided it was better to look through the map on her phone instead.

That way, she could concentrate on ensuring Darius' safety.

When she scanned every last detail on the map, she felt the car slow down.

Numerous expensive cars had parked in the space ahead.

Yet, none cost nearly as much as the car Darius drove.

Thus, when he arrived at the road before Remnard Estate, everyone halted in their tracks, eyes glued onto his pricey vehicle.

he

and Erin; they watched as the driver ahead drove closer to the

for him, so he arrogantly floored the gas pedal, driving down the road ahead at full speed. Next to him, Bridget's mouth had rounded into an

time before she eventually turned her

years I've served by your side.Almiron City has continued to shock me, as I've never encountered a place with social rules like theirs. In fact,

I didn't think such bizarre social customs could occur in real life. Don't the authorities or

brows scrunched together with growing

she opened her laptop and typed across the keyboard at

focused on driving and did not answer the women's

place so far, and they've occurred in the more than 100 cars we just drove past. Perhaps some attendees from wealthy families arrived here in less expensive vehicles on short

and Erin dropped whatever they were doing at

scenery outside their car

the truth; the women had no reason to refute his explanation of the varying

parked the car, the entire estate's

another person, apart from the Gillette family members, to drive such

on the vehicle as Darius stepped

standing in a triangular formation with Darius taking the lead. He strolled toward the

hands folding behind his back while his gaze fixed on the document on

at Darius to ask, "Is there anything I can

register their attendance, isn't it? You'll just have to write

and replied, "Sir, I'd love to help you with that, but I'm sorry to say I have to see your invitation first.I can't let you in without proof that you've gotten invited to this event. It's the rules, so I'm sure a

hands in his

a brow¥ sardonically, he placed his palm against the