The Consortium's Heir

Chapter 229

As she spoke, she pointed at a guy lying on the ground.

Darius looked at him and raised an eyebrow. "You're worried about the Gillette family coming here."

Alicia nodded. "Yes, sir. They're extremely unreasonable and act based on their whims and fancies. There's no way we can predict what they'll do." She looked at Darius. "If we stay here, we'll put ourselves in grave danger.

Also, the fact that Samantha did a one-eighty worries me. It proves that she knows they're almost here. We've kept an eye on her all this time, so I have no idea how she found out about that."

Darius took in her frustrated expression, then walked into the courtyard. He put his hands behind his back and looked in the direction that the Gillette family's cars were coming from. ‘You're worried that because the Gillettes know we're here, they'll be able to swiftly come up with a counterattack against us."

Alicia didn't expect him to understand her so well. She widened her eyes in surprise. Darius didn't turn to look at her, though.

Instead, a mocking and disdainful smile curved his lips.

of them will

Alicia to sense his murderous intent, but all it did was bewitch her. He was so handsome to her

odd when he didn't receive a reply. He turned back to look at her and asked, "So, what else

shook her head. "Nothing. I’m

pitifully this whole time, suddenly stood up. She went back to looking like her usual self and moved to put

her face. He knew that it

had to change his impression of her. He felt that it'd be dangerous if

pockets and sticking her chest out. She held her head high and looked at him. "What, are you going

Darius’ expression only became contemptuous. "You seem to have already forgotten about what happened earlier." Before he could continue, she

do you mean I've already forgotten about what happened? Are you

he shut them. He needed a silent environment to think. This woman's attitude was extremely odd. Also, her words seemed to

of someone panting outside, but the Gillette family had yet to arrive. The only thing that

hair was mussed up because of the distance he’d run. His shirt was unbuttoned, and the

long ago. He’d never been this disheveled. However, he felt that he could look