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.

not care about the attention he received. He honked at the car in

as the driver ahead drove closer to the roadside, clearing a path on the previously blocked

pedal, driving down the road ahead at

way for the longest time before she

has continued to shock me, as I've never encountered a

in, "Mr.Reid, I didn't think such bizarre social customs could

brows scrunched together with

the keyboard at lightning speed, eager

on driving and did not answer the women's

road; the further down we travel, the pricier these vehicles seem. There are 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 notice.Alternatively, those people might be young heirs and haven't inherited their family's wealth or companies. Therefore,

Erin dropped whatever they

their car for

no reason to refute his explanation of the varying levels of luxury

Darius parked the car, the entire estate's

person, apart from the

on the vehicle as Darius stepped

formation with Darius taking the lead. He strolled toward the security guard, where a table and

stood silently, both hands folding behind his back while

the security guard nervous. He gulped, then looked at Darius to ask, "Is there anything I can help you with, sir?" Darius nodded, tapping

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

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 wealthy man like you

hands in

placed his palm against the table and