213“Is this how you treat everyone who walks through these doors?” Darius’s voice was low, strained, barely under control. He could feel the eyes of the receptionists on him, but he didn’t flinch. His gaze was locked on the one who had been leading the charge, the brunette who had first suggested h
214Darius could feel their words like a punch to the gut, each one stinging more than the last. He wanted to shout, to tell them that they didn’t know him, that they had no right to judge him. But the words caught in his throat, his frustration and anger choking him. His fists clenched tighter, his
215Darius's pulse quickened as he watched the redhead's fingers hover over the phone. His mind raced. 'If they call security, this whole situation will spiral out of control,' he thought. He was desperate for a way out, but he was done being pushed around.As the redhead began to dial, Darius took
216The redhead huffed in annoyance. "We don’t care why you’re here. All we care about is getting you out."But Darius ignored her, focusing instead on the guards. "I’m here because I was personally invited," he said, his voice growing stronger with each word. "And not just by anyone—by Elena Castro
217Darius wasted no time as soon as he was outside. His hands trembled with a mixture of fury and frustration as he pulled out his phone. With a few quick taps, he was dialing a number he knew all too well. His heart pounded with each ring, the sting of humiliation still fresh.On the second ring,
Chapter 218The receptionist faltered, her voice betraying a mix of confusion and fear. “Ms. Castro, I—I don’t understand…”“Elena Castro,” Elena hissed, her voice dripping with venom. “The 'Elena Castro' who owns that building. The 'Elena Castro' who personally invited Young Master Darius West to b
219Elena’s response was icy. “You’ll do more than that. You will ensure that every single person who disrespected my young master faces the consequences. I want to see him treated like the royalty he is from the moment he steps back into that building. Is that clear?”“Yes, Ms. Castro,” the recepti
Chapter 220"Insane or not, we don't have a choice," the brunette shot back, her voice filled with a mixture of panic and resolve. "Do you want to lose your job? Because that’s exactly what’s going to happen if we don’t fix this."The redhead bit her lip, her eyes darting between her colleagues. "Bu