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.

about the attention he received. He honked at the car in front, prompting whoever was in it to hurry

the driver ahead drove closer to the

was making way for him, so he arrogantly floored the gas pedal, driving down the

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

believe that happened, Mr.Reid. I've never witnessed such a thing in all the years I've served by your side.Almiron City has continued to shock me,

such bizarre

scrunched together

she opened her laptop and typed across the keyboard at

on driving and

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

dropped whatever they were doing

outside their

reason to refute his explanation of the varying

car, the entire estate's yard

because it was a rare sight for another person, apart

the vehicle as Darius stepped out

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

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

gulped, then looked at Darius to ask, "Is there anything I can help you with,

must be where guests register their attendance, isn't it? You'll

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

both hands in his

brow¥ sardonically, he placed his palm against the table and