Chapter 772

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