99"Yes, I saw him do it with my own eyes," the manager confirmed, his expression grave. "I couldn't let him get away with it." Darius's mind raced, contemplating the severity of Nathan's actions and the potential consequences.“Who would have expected that he revealed his true colors so quickly?” T
100Nathan's smile faltered, a flicker of panic flashing in his eyes before he masked it with false bravado. "Is that a threat, Darius?" he challenged, his voice tinged with defiance. "Because I must say, it's rather disappointing coming from you."Darius shook his head in exasperation, his frustrat
101“That’s enough!” she splashed the rest of the wine on Darius’s face. “What's your problem? Why are you as stubborn as a mule? Being a gentleman, can you not be so petty? If you are jealous of Nathan, upgrade yourself and compete on the same level. Don’t use despicable tricks or baseless argument
102As Nathan's chilling words hung in the air, Darius felt a surge of fury mixed with helplessness. He clenched his fists, his nails digging into his palms as he fought to control his rising anger. This wasn't just about him anymore; it was about justice, about standing up against someone who used
103Few moments later, Nathan stormed back into the bar with two burly guards in tow. The guards were towering figures, their muscles bulging beneath their tight black uniforms. Their stern expressions matched the severity of their demeanor, and the mere sight of them sent a ripple of apprehension t
104The manager squared her shoulders, undeterred by Nathan's hostility. "As you can see, I'm the Moonlight Bar's manager," he stated firmly, his tone brooking no argument.Nathan scoffed dismissively, his eyes narrowing with contempt. "I couldn't care less about who the hell you are," he retorted,
105The bar fell into a hushed murmur as Nathan was escorted out, his protests echoing through the room. "Can you believe it? The mighty Nathan Lucre, kicked out!""I heard he was causing trouble again. No surprise there.""But to see him dragged out like that, by the guards no less...""It's about
106Few days later, it was the day of the annual charity gala, the one Sanchez wanted him to attend as his special guest. Darius stood before the mirror of his spacious room in Villa no1, adjusting his tie with shaky hands. "This is it," he muttered to himself, a mix of excitement and nerves flutte