“If I believe those pointless words of Richard’s, I’ll grow soft and start to trust him. He might use me as a tool in the future.” Donald sighed and did not want to harbor such negative opinions toward a 10-year-old. Still, he could not suppress the concerned thoughts from brewing in his head, so he gradually lost his calm.Darius kept both hands behind his back but smiled just then. He found the way things developed to be more interesting than before. He had already left the door at that point. Earlier, when Donald was heading over, many other subordinates wanted to join but got rejected by Darius for having weak combat skills. There was no telling what would happen if the group followed along; after all, Darius was unfamiliar with the territory around him. Thus, the group of subordinates, excluding Donald, would be in danger if the Brezinski family had many skilled fighters at their disposal. That was why only three people were here today—Bridget, Darius, and Donald.Bridget had
“I believe we can call this a medical miracle,” Darius said while shrugging and raising both palms in the air. He then turned to look beside him.That was where Bart sat. His eyes were closed the entire time, but he sighed just then, stiffly turning to look at Darius and speaking like a robot. “How bright of you. I’ve been trying hard to disguise my conscious state. Alas, you still caught me.” He no longer concealed his awakened state at that point. After saying that, he made the hatred in his eyes more obvious toward Darius and Donald.“How funny of you to say that.” Darius chuckled while shaking his head. Subsequently, he locked eyes with Bart, casting a focused look as he announced, “Even if you’ve immersed yourself in the role and acted to the best of your abilities, I can only say one thing—your little act never fooled me once. Your rage practically oozed from your every pore. It was pretty hard to miss.”He cocked a brow, then flared his nostrils into a more obvious sneer than
Bart gulped. While his hands were bound behind him by a rope, he still managed to coil his fists. Disdain filled his eyes as he focused on Darius and barked, “Not only have you hit me, but you’ve also shamelessly admitted to it! Do you seriously think that nothing—not even any law—in this world can restrain you?”Darius’ eyes narrowed to slits while he thought, “I know what Bart’s doing; he’s exerting authority over me and subtly hinting that he’s not someone I can afford to cross. Pfft. Only, he has no idea how funny his actions are to me.”Not bothering to hide his emotions, Darius scoffed before smirking mischievously. His lips curved deeper with every second as he gradually spoke. “I’ve faced the wrath of many, and they often behave the same way you do—in a pathetic and almost childish way.”Seeing the former’s grin made Bart’s heart drop. He could barely maintain a steady breathing while he raised a trembling finger, pointing at Darius. Even so, he could not think of a better re
Donald did not give it any thought before leaning forward to assume a brace position. At the same time, he looked behind him and yelled, “Mr. Reid, please get out of the car now! It’s dangerous in here!”He then bent forward with his legs crouching as he dodged Bart’s attack range. The entire thing seemed comedic to Darius, who guffawed approvingly. “Pfft! Hahaha! D-Donald, I didn’t think you’d react this quickly—”“Enough! Stop laughing! You’re annoying me, and I swear to attack you next if you continue laughing!” Bart bellowed at the top of his lungs. Following that, he reached out and swiped his fingers as if they had deadly claws at Darius. However, that all happened in slow motion in Darius’ eyes, giving him a full view of Bart’s every move. His lips twitched while he commented, “Your fighting skills aren’t that great. Literally, your attack is so messy and complicated—it’s like you’ve copied the moves of various other fighters.”Bart’s voice grew louder at that moment. “That’s
Not to mention, Bart even attacked with ease. Although Donald was his target instead of Darius, the entire situation almost endangered Darius’ life. Considering that much, Donald leaped out of the car and rushed to Darius, who had disembarked from the backseat. “Mr. Reid, how do I tie a strong enough knot to hold someone down?”Darius’ eyes nearly popped out when he heard that. Nevertheless, he patiently explained the correct method while advancing toward the hotel.Seeing the two walk further away, Bart glowered. He remained in the backseat with both fists tightly balled on his knees. Rage consumed his very being as he thought, “Too much happened last night. I was still a wealthy family’s son before, but now, I’ve become a prisoner! That’s what the Gillette family suffered from—and I laughed at them for it! Who’d have known I’d end up in the same situation so soon? I’m Darius’ prisoner too.”Pursing his lips, he did not say a single word; Bart merely followed behind the two men in
Many had greeted Darius with various names. For instance, they would call him “Sir” or “Mr. Reid,” but no one had ever said both simultaneously like Donald just did. Amused by that, Darius curved his lips, chuckling ever so slightly. It was the first time he had shown such a sincere laugh before his subordinates. He even reached out to massage the spot between his brows, trying to calm himself. “Also, when you head back, please tell those among your subordinates willing to join my side to get some rest. If things go according to plan, we’ll have to face another problem tomorrow or the day after. I hope everyone can rest and recuperate before the problem happens.”The smile on Donald’s face morphed into a stern look almost instantly. He nodded, replying, “All right, Mr. Reid.”At the same time, he mentally swore never to let today’s mishap happen to himself or his other subordinates. Even if Darius did not mind Donald’s careless mistake today, Donald knew Darius’ impression of him wou
The message on his phone was from Bridget, and it read, “Sir, the enemy has arrived. What do we do now? Their numbers are vast. If we were to face off against them, there’s only a slight chance we’ll be able to seize them while keeping ourselves alive. Our party is much smaller, after all; even if we include the additional men that Donald will bring over, it won’t be enough to defeat the enemy.”The text was straightforward and curt, but Darius could tell Bridget was nervous. He arched a brow and curled his lips, thinking, “Bridget has remarkable abilities and strength, so I don’t know why she’s panicking.”Nevertheless, he quickly typed out a response, “Have our men stand guard in a line at the sides of the hotel or the entrances. I want the hotel surrounded. There’s no need to set up any defenses within the hotel—just allow the enemy to enter. When they do, the situation might turn in our favor, despite us having fewer men than them. Likewise, having fewer people in our team might a
“Everything that happened before was because of Alicia, and now, it seems like her presence is maintaining the calm and order on the first floor,” Bridget commented inwardly. To her surprise, Alicia’s eyes lit up upon noticing her arrival; the latter even flashed a smile.“Bridget, you’re here! Come on over. We’ve been waiting for you and have already prepared for battle.” While saying that, Alicia loaded some bullets into a gun without any hesitation. Not a trace of banter or lightheartedness showed in her eyes. Instead, there was only unwavering determination. That represented how Alicia did not view what was happening as a game.The former’s seriousness helped Bridget relax. Subsequently, she scanned the lineup of security guards with various expressions; some could be fearful, annoyed, or even resistant toward the orders Bridget was about to give—but none expressed their desire to leave. That seemed odd to Bridget. Nevertheless, regardless of their reasons, it pleased her to see