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

Bridget and Erin; they watched as the driver ahead drove closer to the roadside, clearing a path on the previously blocked

driving down the road

the longest time before she eventually

witnessed such a thing in 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 theirs. In fact,

words. She chimed in, "Mr.Reid, I didn't think such bizarre social customs could occur in real life. Don't the authorities or

brows scrunched together with growing

the keyboard at lightning speed, eager to learn why

only focused on driving and did 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,

whatever

their car for some minutes before nodding

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

the car, the

it was a rare sight for another person, apart from the Gillette family members, to

stiffened like statues, fixating on the vehicle as

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

his back while his gaze fixed on the document on the table

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

must be where guests register their attendance, isn't it? You'll just have to write my information on

his lower lip 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 wealthy man like you will

had both hands in his

he placed his palm against the