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
"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
"You're a bad person who deserves to be flushed down the drain…" The rest of the young man's sentence was muffled by a hand being slapped over his mouth—the figure in black did it. Then, his gaze traveled between Darius and the young man before sighing. His attitude surprised Darius, but Darius didn't want to waste any more time there. He headed toward the dean's office.When he arrived, he saw Henry standing there, his hands behind his back, sighing with every step he took. When he saw Darius, he said, "I wanted to apologize to you about some of the things we've done—they're not good, but you should know that we didn't intend for things to turn out like this." He looked at Darius nervously.Darius raised an eyebrow and sat on the couch, crossing his legs at the knee. Then, he said, "It looks like Kingston University has no choice but to merge with another university."Henry turned to face him. "Yes, that's right. You should know that Kingston University has its own board of directors
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