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.

especially toward those I disagreed with in the past.” Darius kept the same posture throughout the confrontation and added, “So, consider this your

not take his words to heart. His face scrunched into a leer as he snapped, “I don’t know how you got in here,

body trembled, eager to humiliate Darius. Unfortunately, he had forgotten about the expensive dish on his tray. It tumbled onto the ground. Even if George surrendered all his assets and wealth, it would not make up for

He gawked at Darius with a face full of panic while musing, “Damn it. If only no one were around.

no clue how to get himself out of the sticky situation. However, he knew he was in

bellowed, his voice increasing by the minute, “Darius! You entered this private room without permission!

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

Darius with repulsion and arrogance swirling in his eyes. He then raised his chin while taunting, “Everyone knows you snuck in. Therefore, nobody

saying, “If

caused George’s eyes

Darius could remain calm now that the manager was involved. Narrowing 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

you’re some bigshot just because you’re wearing fake designer clothes? Have you forgotten who you really

hands into his pocket as

bit. She frowned, feeling