15 Darius stood in the center of the grand room, the weight of the Werner family's disbelief pressing down on him like a thick fog. His mind raced, a plan forming amidst the sea of doubt and mockery that filled the air. He knew he had one shot to convince them, but the truth of his identity was a
16 Darius took the card, his hand slightly shaking. "I... I don't know what to say, Mr. Sanchez. Thank you," he murmured, feeling a mix of gratitude and relief wash over him. Sanchez waved his thanks away. "It's only my duty, young Master." However, the conversation took another turn, and Sanchez
17 Darius' heart was racing as he drove to the county clerk's office. Leslie's call had caught him completely off guard. Marriage? He barely had time to process living in the villa, and now this. His mind swirled with questions. The building where Darius parked his car didn't look special at all f
18 As Leslie’s words echoed through the opulent hallway, a silence descended on the gathering. Darius felt Leslie’s hand squeeze his hand. Lord Werner, his face a mask of shock and fury, took a step forward. His hands, hidden in the folds of his expensive suit, balled into fists. "Married?" he spu
19 Lord Werner's eyes narrowed, a flicker of interest amidst the storm of anger. "You think you can manage that? you can undo this mess? Your naivety is astounding." he sneered, disbelief coloring his tone. Darius nodded with a small smile. Think he could do it? How laughable! He'll definitely do
20 Fiona, wiping away her tears with the back of her hand, looked at Leslie with a hard, calculating gaze. "Leslie, we need to think clearly now. There's only one way we can fix this mess. But first, we need a place to strategize. We can't stay here." Leslie, her heart heavy, could barely meet her
21 Darius arrived at The Velvet Spoon, Strawberry City's most opulent dining establishment. The grandeur of the place took him by surprise, with its crystal chandeliers casting a soft glow over the plush velvet seats and marble floors that seemed to sparkle underfoot. He was here to meet Mr. Sanche
22 The waiter, under the weight of Lydia and Howard's influence, gritted his teeth. "I'm sorry, but if you don't leave voluntarily..." "What? You'll make me?" Darius's eyes narrowed, his stance firm. He could feel the eyes of the other diners on him, the air thick with tension. At that moment, Ly
Olivia only had eyes for Darius. She greeted him with a radiant smile and pulled him into a warm hug. "Darius, it's wonderful to see you again! I'm so glad you could make it."Her kindness toward Darius, when others had once scorned her, was not lost on those present.Darius warmly returned Olivia’s
Darius said calmly to Jason, "I have nothing to prove to small minds like yours. My keys, if you please."Sensing that Darius wasn't getting riled up, Jason gripped the keys tighter, sneering. "Admit what we all know deep down—you’re not living the high life, poor boy." Laughter echoed around them.
285But before Darius could respond, he noticed Jason approach with Brianna on his arm. Jason’s face was twisted in a sneer as he eyed Darius, clearly irritated by the attention he was receiving."Pretending to be rich now, are we, Darius?" Jason said in a mocking tone. Darius could see the jealousy
284As Darius West stepped into Chez Michel, the warm greeting from the maître d' momentarily eased his tension. "Good evening, sir. May I have the name for your reservation?""Darius West. I'm here for Miss Olivia Donna's party," he replied, keeping his voice steady despite the flutter of nerves in
283Few hours after Sanchez left, Darius' phone rang. Glancing at the screen, he saw it was his old friend Eric calling. He answered with a calm tone, despite the whirlwind of thoughts still brewing in his mind."Hello, Eric. What's up?" Darius said, leaning back in his chair."Darius, mate! Great n
282The next day, Darius woke up feeling the weight of last night's conversation with Max still lingering in his mind. His body ached slightly from the tension, but there was no time to dwell on it. After a quick, cold shower to shake off the fatigue, he dressed in his usual sleek, understated suit, his mind already racing through the tasks ahead.Stepping into his Eclipse, he gripped the steering wheel tightly, the engine purring beneath him as he drove toward the office. The city blurred by, but his thoughts were sharp. Jason’s plan, Max’s betrayal—it all simmered under the surface, waiting for the right moment to strike back.Once inside his office, the cool, modern interior did little to settle his nerves. He tossed his briefcase on the desk and immediately reached for the phone, dialing Mr. Sanchez’s number. The line rang only once before it was answered."Good morning, young master," Mr. Sanchez’s voice greeted, calm and professional as always.Darius didn’t waste time with pleas
"I don’t want any part of this," Max’s voice cracked through the phone, clearly strained. "That’s why I’m calling you. I’m out. Whatever Jason’s planning, I want no involvement. I just thought you should know."Darius stopped pacing, his brows furrowing as suspicion bubbled inside him. "You’re sudde
280Darius stormed into the villa, his mind racing as he dialed Eric's number. The phone rang twice before Eric's voice answered, sounding strained."Darius? What's up?""What’s up?" Darius repeated, his voice hard. "Why didn’t you tell me you fought Jason tonight? Are you okay?"Eric exhaled sharpl
279Just as Darius was pulling into his driveway, his phone rang again, cutting through the silence. Without glancing at the caller ID, he picked up, already anticipating Brianna's voice on the other end. His frustration boiled over immediately."What now, Brianna?" he barked into the phone, his gri