The Consortium's Heir

Chapter 232

She saw Shelvin and Darius’ eyes sweep over their surroundings and finally land on her for the longest time, but they didn't move.

This made her feel uneasy. She frowned, then swiftly walked over to them.

Then, she held her head high and said, "What are you looking at? I bet you’ve been spending all your time ogling at women instead of working, judging from the fact that you can only afford to drive a car worth half a million. If I were you, I wouldn’t just stand here and gape like an idiot; it won’t earn you any money. You'll just be depressed that none of these women you’re ogling will be yours."

Darius’ lips twitched. Honestly, he didn’t think it’d be an easy feat to find someone wealthier than him, but it was obvious that Samantha disagreed with him. A trace of curiosity flashed in his eyes and quickly disappeared.

Samantha suspected she was seeing things, and since she couldn't figure out what was happening, she stopped thinking about it. She stalked toward Darius and closed the distance between them, finally standing nose-to-nose with him.

Darius grabbed her by the back of her neck without saying a word. " I'm not used to coming into such close contact with anyone, and if you insist on doing this, don’t blame me for whatever happens next." Samantha's eyes widened. She couldn’t believe he'd said something like that to her, but she didn’t seem to have a choice. As she got ready to stand her ground, she suddenly felt the grip around her neck tighten.

loosened. She’d never experienced this, and she

but I don’t have the best of tempers. If you continue screaming,

believe him, but she knew that she had no choice. She forced herself to shut her

to answer my questions. If you upset me at any point, I promise that you’ll

expression turned murderous. She glared at him and scoffed, but she didn’t say anything. Then, she closed her eyes and turned her head away, not wanting to look at him

rage, but he couldn’t care less. He said bluntly, "You don’t look like a normal person, and something seems

hatred in her eyes practically spilling over. "I don’t understand what you're talking about." Her breathing sped up, and her hatred turned into anxiety. "Cut the crap! It’s not

her gaze darting around. He knew she wasn’t telling the truth, so he sighed. "It looks like you still don’t know what sort of circumstances you’re under. Or is it because you think your father’s influential enough to keep things under

and looked at Erin. "She seems to

sure she knows how wrong she is." She

Erin had bought 10 percent of the hotel’s shares. She’d never seen someone