She frowned to suppress the laughter, then said, "If I remember correctly, these two come from a support department. If you're unhappy with them, then something must be wrong with their personalities. I'll look into them and punish them severely if there are problems with their work. At the same time, I'll take this opportunity to thoroughly check everyone in the company." Her voice was crisp and carried through the lobby. She gestured at Darius respectfully and said, "I hope everyone present remembers him—his name is Darius Reid, and he owns West Atlantics Int'l. He's also the chairman of the board of directors, meaning he has absolute control over the company's operations. I hope everyone will give him the respect he deserves if you see him again!" She swept a sharp gaze over everyone present, then turned to Darius and gestured for him to head upstairs with her. "Sir, is there anything else?"Darius shook his head. "No, this is fine. I came to ask you to give Winston something to
"How could I possibly think you'd treat me as well as you treat her?" Before Winston was done with his sentence, he felt something sweep him off his feet, making him fall to his knees.Erin retracted her foot with a frown; her eyes were trained on Darius, and she looked concerned. Though she'd attacked Winston, she hadn't spared him a glance from beginning to end. She exhaled and asked, "Has something happened to Bridget? I felt something was wrong with her when she was last here but couldn't pinpoint it."Darius glanced at her and sighed while shaking his head. "It's nothing." No one had yet to tell Erin the truth about her body because they'd yet to find a way to solve the problem, so he couldn't tell her what was wrong with Bridget, either. Otherwise, Erin would immediately link the dots and realize what was wrong with herself. Darius pretended to casually turn away; as his gaze swept over Winston, the look in his eye became one of warning. Winston immediately shut his mouth, reali
However, the Evans family hadn't bothered being decorative. All they'd done was tile the floor with gold. Darius put his hands behind his back and started approaching the manor. As expected, someone stopped him when he arrived at the entrance. He raised an eyebrow and smiled mockingly."I expected you to stop me, but it's still hilarious. Does your employer truly think you're enough to stop me?" He rolled his eyes at the security guards before him.They remained silent as they stood as still as statues before him. Darius sighed, looking irritated. He crossed his arms and said, "I'm warning you: If you continue standing in my way, I'm gonna have to resort to brute force. That's not something you'll want to experience." He shook his head. "Also, if I were you, I'd contact your employer immediately. Trust me—he'd love to see me." He cocked his head.The security guards remained rooted to the spot, not showing any signs of moving or speaking. Darius frowned. "All of you are annoying." Wit
This was especially so because Darius believed the security guard wouldn't be saying these things unless he was certain he didn't stand a chance against Darius. He would've attacked without another word. He trusted his instincts as an enlightened martial artist and stepped forward. "Whatever it is, we're on opposing sides. However, if you step aside now, I won't do anything to you."The security guard's face darkened. "If that's the case, let's just do this!" He reached behind him and whipped out a baton, pressing a button to make it zap to life as the electricity crackled around it.Darius raised an eyebrow. Most security guards were armed, but seeing one with a weapon like this was still rare. They usually carried firearms or batons; it was apparent why the Evans family was equipping their security guards with electric batons that wouldn't harm lives but could still restrain others. Darius' expression turned scornful. "How ridiculous. Soon, you're gonna see that electric baton was
However, if they were to stop Darius from entering, they'd receive a beating. It was a vicious cycle. Their faces were filled with despair at the thought of this—either way, they'd receive beatings. The security guards who'd been electrocuted staggered to their feet and linked arms, standing in Darius' way. The security guard who'd faced Darius alone was once again face-to-face with Darius, standing with his hands behind his back. Earlier, he'd been right before the army of security guards, so he'd been electrocuted the worst. He was still trembling as an effect of the electrocution, and his hair stood on end. Still, he stood up straight. Though he looked helpless, he said firmly, "I'm sorry, but you can't go in. The only way you'll get past us is to knock us all out or kill us!"In truth, he couldn't help thinking that if Darius had knocked him out earlier, he wouldn't have to stand here and face him again. With this thought in mind, he couldn't help looking at Darius with bright e
Darius was obviously enjoying the show; it was like Bennett was a clown to him. Bennett trembled with rage as hatred washed over him. Darius raised an eyebrow and said, "Now, now. You're the patriarch of the Evans family and a man of wealth and power. Don't you think it doesn't make sense for you to act like this before someone who's junior to you?"Bennett's trembling became even more pronounced. "How dare you saunter into my home like you own the place, Darius? It seems that you have no idea the predicament you're in right now!"Darius smiled. "It's been a while since I've heard something as funny as that. What I want to say is simple enough—everything you say and do right now is useless. You'll never defeat me." He exhaled heavily and put his hands behind his back. "I mean, you've already lost to me more times than I can count; it should've been enough to teach you a lesson. Yet, you're still filled with the will to live, which is surprising." He smiled and continued, "To tell yo
Darius raised an eyebrow, looking scornful. "It's not about whether you can and want to tolerate me; it's that you have to. After all, I can end your life anytime, and you won't be able to fight back."Bennett let out a disparaging laugh. "Fine! I remember you've been practicing some sort of secret art from the East, and I think there's a saying from there that means something like fools rush in where angels fear to tread, but a fool remains a fool no matter what!" His eyes were bloodshot with fury.Darius shook his head, looking helpless. "You don't have to be so on edge. I've already told you we're gonna do this one by one, so none of you will be let off the hook."His calmness made Bennett's nostrils flare again. He parted his lips to say something in return, but the words didn't come out. Ultimately, he forced out through gritted teeth, "Fine, then. I've finally gotten the chance to see what it's like to deal with an uncultured swine. You should be glad your parents died when you
"None of your wounds were tended to, huh?" Darius said lightly as he put his hands behind his back.Ursula opened her eyes with difficulty to see him looking at her with a mixture of mockery and pity; she'd never been this humiliated in her life. She croaked, "You're the ones who made me end up like this. If I make it out of this, I won't let any of you off the hook—you, Winston, Iago … and you, Bennett Evans! You gave up on me!" Her wounds seemed to bleed more profusely with every word she uttered, but that didn't stop her from glaring daggers at Darius.Darius could tell she was on the verge of death but had no intention of helping her out. He smiled and said, "I never would've expected to get the chance to see you like this." He cocked an eyebrow, looking highly relaxed in a room that reeked of blood. It was as if this was completely normal to him.He sat on the couch in the room and poured himself another glass of water. Ursula kept her gaze trained on him; this action alone made