The Consortium's Heir

Chapter 112 Bang! A gunshot sound echoed in the car park, and a split second later, a bodyguard fell to the ground and lay motionless.

He was dead.

Tyrell‘s eyes widened in surprise when he saw the body of the murdered bodyguard. He was certain that the bullet was intended for him, but he was pushed away at the last second by Darius, resulting in the bodyguard taking the bullet in his place.

Tyrell‘s eyes clouded over in grief at the bodyguard‘s dead body, before rage seeped into them. The gunshot was a lethal one, as the bullet pierced his bodyguard‘s heart, killing him on the spot.

Whoever the shooter was intended to end his life immediately, and not give him a chance to survive even with the help of world class medical specialists. There was no way he was going to let such a person go scot free.

“Go after him!” Tyrell yelled furiously and pointed at the direction the gunshot came from. If looks could kill, Darius was sure that the shooter would be six feet under already. “Do not let him escape! Bring him back to me, alive or dead!” Tyrell roared loudly. He didn‘t care if the shooter was brought to him dead or alive; all he wanted was justice for his murdered bodyguard. Eight bodyguards immediately rushed towards the direction the gunshot came from, leaving the two bodyguards behind. “Why are you two not going after the shooter?!” Tyrell asked the two bodyguards that were left behind angrily.

leave you alone. If there‘s another shooter or murderer lurking in the shadows, we will be unable

Besides, the eight of them would be able to capture the

being left alone by the bodyguards, incase another

the gunshot, and he seemed to be deep in thought. “Mr. Reid?” Tyrell asked tentatively. He knew that Darius was the one who saved his life at the last moment by pushing him away; so he was very grateful to Darius. He was about to speak again, but Darius interrupted him. “The shooter has escaped. They won‘t be able to find him.” Darius stated mysteriously. Tyrell was

you mean, Mr. Reid?” Tyrell asked; his voice laced with confusion and

seconds later, the eight bodyguards returned with looks of dejections

returned to Tyrell‘s side. As he drove, the only thing on his mind was the

had no idea why Tyrell was shot at, but he felt that the shooter must have really wanted him dead, as he had the audacity to shoot at him in broad daylight. If he didn‘t sense the incoming danger a split second

confident that the bodyguards would be unable to

more profound than they were the previous day. He was now very uneasy about this, because he had