Chapter 968

"That led me to having bountiful riches, enough to raise a child while living a regular life. Likewise, I can afford to bequeath him some assets to guarantee his survival after my death."

"Okay, I'll allow that." Darius smiled and nodded before shifting his gaze to Bridget, instructing, "Take him to West Atlantics Int’l. Give him a l position like the one he requested."

For a second, Bridget's eyes grew large, then she resumed a flat stare while nodding. Not a single protest came from her. She kept her hands behind her back and lowered her head at Darius. "Yes, sir. I'll head off if you need nothing else from me."

Darius nodded. "I appreciate your efforts."

Bridget shook her head with a slight smile before strolling ahead. Being an enlightened martial artist meant she could walk abnormally fast. Although Bridget wasn't as tall as Winston, nor was the length of her legs anywhere close to his, it was still challenging for him to match her pace.

Hands behind her back, she stepped forward