The Consortium's Heir

Chapter 163

“Darius. Long time no see. I hear you’ve recently become rich,” George sneered. Darius’ brows furrowed, forming a wrinkle on his once flawless face.

“George Jennings? I never thought I’d see you here,” he replied with his hands still in his pockets. Darius was unperturbed, as though nothing had happened.

Contrarily, sheer hatred exuded from a scowling George.

“I assumed you’d always work for your previous boss. It seems you’re not as much of an asset to him as I thought,” Darius continued, unbothered by George’s nasty expression. A scoff came from George just then. “I left that job. My current boss made the right decision in hiring me.”

“Yeah, yeah. I’ll be taking my leave now.” Darius still could not care less. He doesn’t want to argue with him.

He wanted to leave but could not as George, who held a tray full of food, blocked his path.

A storm brewed in Darius’ eyes. His rage was so intense that anyone watching would get goosebumps.

the same posture throughout the confrontation and added, “So,

snapped, “I don’t know how you got in here, but you’re pretty unlucky to have

expensive dish on his tray. It tumbled onto the

with a face full of panic while musing, “Damn it. If only no one were around. That way, I can pretend not to know anything and shove the blame onto any random waiter today. But Darius is here! He looked at the plate, and he knows what

out of the sticky situation. However, he knew he was in big trouble unless he

I must be a genius!” he confidently thought. George then looked at Darius from top to bottom and bellowed, his voice increasing by the minute, “Darius! You entered this private room without permission! You violated our hotel’s rules! That alone

had revealed his scheme before he could say it. Then again, he knew there was only one solution

Therefore, nobody would ever question my word. Let’s see if others believe you, a disgusting rat that came

former’s taunting. All he did was nod calmly while saying, “If that’s the case, I’d like to

caused George’s eyes

his eyes, George felt like he had overlooked something. It took a long while before he realized what it was-Darius’ clothes. Darius wanted to speak when he saw George’s eyeing his clothes, but the

wearing fake designer clothes? Have you forgotten who you really are? How dare you even ask

his pocket

one bit. She frowned,