The group of bodyguards Billy had brought could barely keep calm, so they panicked even more when Bridget entered the room. It felt like the air had grown denser, requiring extra effort for the men to breathe. Many struggled to inhale and were on the brink of asphyxiation. Only the emotional Billy, working Darius, and fearless Bridget were unaffected.A smile crept up Bridget's face, causing Billy's arms to pebble with goosebumps.Darius didn't respond to Billy even then, so the latter directed his rage toward Bridget. "Who do you think you're glaring at? What gives you the right to look like that?" His voice tore through the air and reverberated like a beastly roar. "You're nothing more than Darius' mutt! Besides, you might even be more than a mutt; I bet you're providing sexual services to him too!"Bridget's brows furrowed deeply. Her voice soon rang out, frosty and unemotional like always. "Does that mean all these men working for you also provide special services to you too?"He
"But now, it's more like you've been offering her sexual services to keep her by your side for protection!" Once those words left Billy's mouth, he felt his body slam deeper into the ground again. The sudden impact made him cry out in pain, as the person pinning him down did so with the utmost hostility.The person stomping Billy, Bridget, had never blown a fuse like this before, and it was all because her boss had gotten insulted in her presence.Unlike her, Darius kept an apathetic expression. He noticed that Bridget had defeated all of Billy's bodyguards before detaining Billy. Thus, he sat back on his chair, crossing one leg over the other while tapping his fingers against the armrests.Silence befell the scene once more. The only noticeable sounds were the groans and pained cries of Billy and his bodyguards."I don't want to reason with you, so I intend to kill you here and now. It'll be the perfect solution to all these problems." Darius' reply came after what felt like forever.
A hopeless look filled Billy's face just then. He shut his eyes and took a deep, long breath to calm his nerves. Yet, even when he reopened his eyes, he behaved humbly and dared not meet Darius' eyes. Even though he was unwilling, he forced himself to speak politely. "Darius, half a million dollars may not be a big deal to you, but it means a lot to me—that's all my wealth."His eyes narrowed with the most desperation he had ever shown toward Darius. Yet, his voice packed more of a snarl. He knew Darius was strict when conducting deals and punishments, but he never imagined the latter would be so greedy. Nonetheless, he continued to speak hopelessly. "Handing over my fiancée and half a million dollars means surrendering everything. I can't do anything more, even if that doesn't satisfy you."Upon saying that, Billy slumped to his knees as all his energy had vaporized. He didn't even have the strength to look at Darius anymore. Kneeling silently, he was willing to accept whatever out
Billy's anger would dissipate every time he recalled how Darius nearly killed him. He remained on the ground and watched as everyone pointed at him. People started to crowd around him while gossiping about his current state. Alas, he was too weak to do anything about it.That was when a figure in black robes appeared. The figure's hands were behind his back while locking eyes with Billy. While doing so, he stood tall and spoke with a reticent tone. "It's normal to fail at a mission. You don't have to feel upset over it. To be fair, we didn't think you'd succeed."Scoffing, Billy lifted his head to meet the former's eyes with sheer rage. It was so intense that it oozed from his every pore, seeping into the air around them. "Why'd you guys send me if you knew I'd fail? Did you guys want to see me make a fool of myself?"His voice grew louder and sounded shriller with every word. Even the veins on his neck bulged. The figure in black robes never imagined Billy would have such an extreme
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 cleared his throat, continuing, "This blackout is merely an accident, and although the damage is tremendous, I doubt that's all on my brother's agenda; he tends to create these 'accidents' just so he gets more time to wreak havoc. I fear his antics can sometimes lead to bigger problems." His gaze moved slowly and cautiously toward Darius.Lips twitching, Darius couldn't deny it; he regretted working with Nixon's family. However, he didn't have enough time to dwell on his emotions because Bruce came back into the study.There was unspeakable pain on Bruce's face as he looked back at the door, where Brandon tensely stepped in. Brandon moved with his head hung low as though he didn't have the guts to face the others in the room. Eyes locked on the floor, he took small steps forward. He was so painstakingly slow that he needed twice as long as a regular person to enter the room.A sense of foreboding tingled in Darius' chest when he saw that. He sighed, mentally preparing himself
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
Nixon had no idea what was happening, but he still keyed his email address into Darius' computer. Darius turned it back around to face him, sighing as he glanced at Nixon and sent the email. Nixon's phone pinged, and he pulled it out with a frown. After reading Darius' email, his expression turned steely. "Where'd you get this from?"Darius massaged his temples. "I took the photos on the scene." His email to Nixon consisted of images, videos, and descriptions of the black-robed people's organization. It also included information on their experiments, medical research, mission, and origination. Nixon sat on the couch opposite Darius; a heavy silence descended upon the room.Brandon had been watching them silently this whole time. He wisely chose not to say anything—mostly because he didn't dare make a sound at the grim looks on their faces. He didn't want to offend them and make them take their bad moods out on him. On the other hand, Bruce cocked his head, looking confused. Ultimatel