The Consortium's Heir

Chapter 159

Their gazes met for a moment before Bridget joined Darius’ side like always while Edward headed toward the casino. Darius trusted Edward’s abilities, so he left for the airport.

Bridget followed along with a slightly hesitative expression. “Sir, you can move around on foot later. You can use our family’s own car.”

Darius stopped, then looked at his shocked friend, whose jaw had dropped despite only being able to see through a slightly opened swollen eye. Darius knew Rudd’s exaggerated expression was only because the latter felt shocked. Still, seeing that pleased Darius. He reached out to give Rudd’s shoulder a reassuring squeeze. “Don’t be so surprised. I merely reunited with my family. It turns out that my grandfather is super wealthy, and so are my great-grandparents.”

Those words did not ease Rudd’s shock. Instead, he uttered a string of foul curses to display how taken aback he felt.

It was only after the car screeched to a halt before them and grains of sand flew into Rudd’s parted lips did he shut his mouth.

Darius had already gotten into the car by then.

Meanwhile, a stunning woman dressed in a black flight attendant uniform was opening the car door for Rudd, who thought, “I must be dead. There’s no way I can ever dream of such an experience!”

He had no idea how to react except obediently enter the car to sit by Darius’ side. In doing so, he caught a whiff of the flight attendant’s perfume, which sparked his memories of another woman.

his friend’s countenance shifted from blankness to instant sorrow. He could no longer suppress his curiosity, so he asked, “What exactly happened? You’re

Rudd explained that the reason was too sad for

the casino’s staff, ensuring

an old man with a black beard, who reeked of vomit, was watching Darius’ car leave

in his eyes. He mused, “This young man seems powerful and has the scent of the mysterious potion on him. All I have to do is to catch him, so that I can live longer!” He took out a quill that looked ancient. Although, it would be more accurate to describe the quill as a bald rod since there were barely any barbs left on it. Next, he took out a piece of toilet paper with an unknown brown substance he had somehow picked up. The old man unfolded the piece of toilet paper before scribbling an accurate portrait of Darius’ face

close to him, and said, “I understand what you mean, but I’m still very alarmed by the entire ordeal. I doubt gambling is the reason behind your debt,

girlfriend was an employee at this casino. She was responsible for escorting

mentioned this, only that

Darius, who eventually continued, “So… she knew she couldn’t hit her work quota for

feeling humiliated, Rudd could not do anything but

deeply than before. His arm extended to give a comforting

but he resisted. He flashed a look of seriousness and assured, “Don’t worry. The matter has been resolved. As for your ex-girlfriend, if you ever need her body to get through a lonely night, I can

once. He had not been able to let go of his ex-girlfriend. Otherwise, he would not have gotten tricked into gambling so easily. However, it was also then that he realized the interior

covered his ears and shifted in his seat, indicating his discomfort toward his

how luxurious the car’s interior seemed. His low spirits vanished right then. Discontent filled his gaze as he looked at Darius. “We’re good friends, aren’t we? Why didn’t you tell the other guys and me that