The Consortium's Heir

Chapter 768

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?"

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