The Consortium’s Heir by Benjamin_Jnr

Chapter 261

The hostess' eyes reddened.

On the other hand, Darius narrowed his eyes. He felt the latter was quick-witted, or she would not have come up with such an excuse on the spot. His expression did not improve because of that.

Instead, his nose scrunched up as he kept his hands in his pockets.

"You aren't actually working hard, though. If you were, you would've investigated all the guests' backgrounds beforehand and targeted other people. Consider this-you arrived in appropriate clothing and successfully impersonated a hostess. Since you've researched so much about hostesses, it's unlikely for you not to look up information on the attendees tonight. Thus, I can go as far as to say you're causing me trouble now because you found out the Gillettes and I are on bad terms. That's what led you to act the way you did toward me."

Darius had keen eyesight; it was as though he could read every thought in the hostess' mind.

That was when Erin, who stood aside, nodded sternly.

"Indeed, Mr.Reid. This lady's name is Cerys Gillette, and she's hired many private investigators to look into the backgrounds of everyone attending tonight's banquet. She found out about us ten minutes before we received the Gillette family's invite, which means she knows everyone here like the back of her hand."

"So," Darius said while jutting his chin and sneering at Cerys, "You're well aware that you and I are the same—I didn't grow up in the Reid family either. On the contrary, I have had a difficult life since I was young. Yet, you said I had a blessed life because you knew no one here had ever heard of me. You were sure they weren't rich enough to run in the same circles as me or even know about my living environment during childhood. Therefore, everything you said earlier was to garner others' pity for your own benefit."

Every word that came out of his mouth sounded crystal clear.

point, everyone in the yard had taken out their phones to

stayed in the same spot, his hands still resting in his pockets as he shrugged. His

I were you because you've depleted my patience.I'm sure your investigators have plenty of information on how I treat people who cross me.Likewise, I believe you've mentally and physically prepared yourself for what's to

face paled just

out a

wrath

that in mind, she stiffened, all

past everyone at

ensued for what

knew it was unwise to let

to decide on

end up miserably, which was

she decided to convince the guests she was telling the

If you're genuinely from the Reid family, you'd be driving a modified Bugatti instead of this unmodified one. Your current car isn't consistent with the image

from his pockets. He stood in place and silently scrutinized

grin crept up Cerys' face when