The Consortium’s Heir by Benjamin_Jnr

Chapter 263

A lighthearted chuckle came from Darius, who shook his head and said, "Don't worry. The person that's about to show up is Edward."

Only then did Bridget let out a relieved sigh and return her hands to her sides.

However, her brows soon twisted together as she asked, "Why did he get here so late? He drove behind our car, yet we've been standing here for some time, and he still hasn't shown up."

Darius shook his head before explaining with a smile, "I'm sure it's because he couldn't get a parking near the entrance like us since he's driving the damaged Bugatti from earlier."

Bridget raised her head slightly, then scrunched her nose and flashed a thin smile out of embarrassment.

"Apologies, Mr. Reid.I never thought he would get stopped from entering because of that."

Finding the topic uninteresting, Darius did not voice his opinions on the matter anymore. He was, instead, looking forward to the person that would soon come out of the villa.

That was when the person stayed at the front door without speaking or doing anything.

Even so, Darius did not care; he knew the other party would be the first to give in.

After all, the loser of today was the Gillette family, whose mortifying secret had gotten revealed to the guests.

Darius eventually dropped the thought as Edward arrived.

The latter glistened with joy, or rather, it was because a thick layer of sweat coated his face. His sweaty appearance indicated he had walked a long way to get here.

that Edward had gone through so

"Why do you seem so

his lips while looking at Bridget, which

asking that question, but Edward had already merrily answered, "You're famous, Bridget -everyone

bodyguards around became alert when you

that you're a threatening person and urged their masters to

and

What amazes me more is all the bodyguards here know you, and they're as scared

Darius' breathing quickened, and his eyes

to do so.

his gaze as it swept

change in the two at once; they hurriedly took a step in opposite directions, creating a larger

the guests, staff, and onlookers

their faces when they felt the many security

same expression as Bridget earlier;

she refrained from doing so as it was not the right time, especially since Darius was now looking

hands behind her back, staring strictly at the

was coming out

activity from the door

a while. If you don't come out now, I'll assume you're in danger and shoot the door down to enter the villa. That said, I can't promise my marksmanship will be

the door open to

seemed unbothered by the events, one could see the rage that consumed him from

in his pockets while