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.

Darius did not care about the attention he received.

happened next shocked Bridget and Erin; they watched as the driver ahead drove closer to the roadside, clearing a path on

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

stayed that way for the longest time before she eventually turned her attention

continued to

think such bizarre social customs could occur in real life. Don't the

together with growing

typed across the keyboard at lightning speed, eager to learn

only focused on driving and did not answer

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

and Erin dropped whatever

then examined the scenery outside their car for some minutes before nodding

truth; the women had no reason to refute his explanation

the entire estate's

it was a rare sight for another person,

statues, fixating on the vehicle as Darius stepped

before the audience, standing in a triangular formation with Darius taking the lead. He strolled

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

to ask, "Is there anything I can help you with,

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

to say I have to see your invitation first.I can't let you in without proof that you've gotten invited

hands in his

his palm against the table