The Consortium’s Heir by Benjamin_Jnr

Chapter 267

Chapter 267

Wilson dared not look at the man in the black robe because he could sense an unprecedented rage emanating from the latter.

Wilson was unsure whether he would still be breathing if he locked eyes with him.

However, the man obviously did not care about that, as he was now focusing on Darius instead.

In that instant, Darius sensed a powerful aura radiating from the man, which was more potent than the previous martial artist in the same black robe he had encountered.

He stood there and pondered for a while, unable to recall the name of the last martial artist.

He then met the man's eyes and instructed his subordinates behind him with a cautious tone.

"You three should get out of here as quickly as possible."

Erin remained rooted, unwilling to leave.

Even so, she got dragged away by Bridget and Edward, who each took one of her arms.

Although she wanted to resist, the two bodyguards' strengths far surpassed hers. She wriggled with all her might but to no avail; her wrists did not budge from the two's iron grip.

Bridget sensed the former's movement, so she turned her head to look at Erin while sighing.

"The more you thrash around, the longer it'll take us to leave, meaning Edward and I can't return to assist Mr.Reid anytime soon."

Only then did Erin stop resisting, albeit unwillingly.

she stared into Bridget's eyes and suggested, "Why don't you return to Mr.Reid? Edward can get me away from

like a foolproof plan in Erin's

turned it

so if not for me leading us away, you'd be wounded by

at Bridget's

more politely, she speaks the

then that Bridget slowed

him and realized the Gillette family's home was no longer within

"I can take Erin from here. I'm sure it's safe enough at this point. You, however, should watch out —we both know that anyone who can fight

waved dismissively before rushing back to Remnard Estate, her figure flashing into the distance

moving significantly slower than before because the wind did not feel harsh against her cheek anymore. As much as she wanted to

the man in the black

no movement from the man, yet his clothes swayed fervently as

only that, but the wind spiraled quickly, turning into a voracious tornado that shot

before

in that instant that the latter couldn't survive a fall

all, Wilson was a

Darius tutted

robe adjust

Darius, he asked, "I'd like to

it because you're sorry

"You talk too much."

eyes, adding, "Much more than your acquaintance that

the man said hoarsely

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