When Darius heard that Brandon had disappeared in his manor, he immediately turned to look at Bruce. "Okay, then. Bruce, when Mr. Brandon returns, please send whatever he's damaged to Mr. Nixon."After saying that, he no longer looked at Bruce; he waved dismissively and said, "That's all, Bruce. I don't need your help now. You may resume your tasks. I'll phone you when myself and Mr. Nixon finish our chat.Bruce nodded and left without hesitation.There was one less person in the study, but it didn't mean the space had fallen silent; Nixon sat on the couch beside Darius. He also scanned the entire room in one glance before exclaiming, "Wow, the furnishings in your study look great! I should design my office like this when I return home—"A genuine smile flashed on his face as he spoke.At first, Darius was unwilling to believe it, but his sharp senses as an enlightened martial artist told him it was true. He gazed at Nixon and raised his hand to interrupt the latter's excited babbling

Nixon finally understood what was happening. He slammed a hand on the desk. Then, he shot to his feet, lunged at Brandon, and grabbed him by the collar. He forced out through gritted teeth, "What did you do with the diamonds?"Brandon stared at him with trembling lips, seemingly too stunned to speak. At this moment, Bruce said plainly, "Nothing much, to be honest. He merely wanted to eat the diamonds. He also asked our staff to grind them into powder and mix them with water so he could drink them up. Our staff tried to stop him, but he beat them up. Many of them have been injured in the process of stopping him from eating the diamonds."Darius was lost for words. He supposed there was one thing for him to be glad about—that Brandon had tried to eat the diamonds himself instead of forcing them down the throats of his subordinates. Brandon grinned when he saw that he hadn't been punished despite Bruce announcing his wrongdoings to the world. "I didn't expect the Reid family to be that r

"I'm waiting for you in my office." Henry shut his eyes after sending Darius this message. He seemed exhausted.On the other hand, Darius merely raised an eyebrow when he saw the message. Then, he headed toward the dean's office. Unfortunately, someone stood in his way once again. He looked at the young man opposite him with narrowed eyes—he had his hands on his hips and looked pleased with himself. "I heard you've been acting like a big shot while I've been away, Darius!" He gave Darius a mocking look.Darius frowned and shook his head. "I don't know what you're talking about. In fact, I don't think I know you. Also, it's been a while since I was last on campus." He sounded calm, but he knew this matter wouldn't be so easily resolved. The young man's presence proved that. Darius put his hands behind his back and waited for something to happen.At his silence, the young man snorted. "Why aren't you saying anything? Are you afraid? I've heard a lot about you—you're nothing but an ignor

There were many emotions in their eyes, but none were positive. Darius softened his expression at the sight of them, and he smiled before nodding respectfully at them. "Professors, I'm Darius Reid, and I'm here to cancel the rest of my time off. Also, I'm here to pick a new advisor because my previous one, Professor Plinsky, is indisposed." With that, he stood up straight and gazed at the professors. Unexpectedly, most of them no longer looked hostile. His smile widened—this was a good sign. Then, he noticed that whichever professor his gaze landed on would avert their gaze and avoid meeting his eyes.Darius' smile turned mocking, and he glanced at Henry, who instantly felt a chill run down his spine. Henry cleared his throat and said to the professors menacingly, "What's with your attitude? Darius has already proved his innocence in the previous incident, hasn't he? Are you afraid of him because you're worried he'll dig up whatever wrongdoings you've committed in the past?"The profe

"Look at you—you're a sorry excuse for a human, using your fortune to beg others to befriend you!" The woman berated Darius without pausing for breath, but he didn't seem bothered by this. He stood there, quietly listening to her. In his eyes, the woman was insane.Owen, on the other hand, wasn't as cool and collected. His breathing sped up, and he trembled with rage as he glared at her. "As a professor, how can you attack a student like that?" That was all he managed to say."Am I wrong?" screeched the woman. "Do you think Darius is an angel? If he were, he wouldn't have had his security guards drive my father away without hearing him out! And if the security guards hadn't chased my father away, he wouldn't have gotten rammed by a car!"Owen asked with a frown, "Did the security guards push your father in front of that car?"The woman faltered, then shook her head. "No.""Then what does that have to do with Darius?"The woman's gaze turned contemptuous. "It has everything to do with