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.

care about the attention he received. He honked at the car in front, prompting whoever

Erin; they watched as the driver ahead drove

the gas pedal, driving down

the longest time

all the 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

was in awe, nodded to the former's words. She chimed in, "Mr.Reid, I didn't think such bizarre social customs could occur in real

brows scrunched together with growing

typed across the keyboard at lightning speed, eager

driving and did

a few-not more than three-things out of 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

dropped whatever they were

the scenery outside their car for some minutes before

to

the entire estate's yard fell

was because it was a rare sight for another person, apart from

the vehicle as Darius stepped out with Bridget and

the audience, standing in a triangular formation with Darius taking the lead. He strolled toward the security guard, where

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

Darius to ask, "Is there anything I can help you with, sir?" Darius nodded, tapping on the

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

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 wealthy man like

hands in

sardonically, he placed his palm against the table and leaned