In a dimly lit office adorned with maps and documents, Benjamin leaned against his mahogany desk, eyes focused on the clock ticking away in the corner. The door creaked open, and Vince and Margo entered, their demeanor calm but purposeful."Evening, boss," Vince greeted, his tone respectful but carr
278As Darius drove back to his villa, the city lights blurred past the windows. His mind was still buzzing from the confrontation earlier, but he forced himself to focus on the road. Just as he turned onto the quiet street leading to his estate, his phone buzzed. Glancing at the screen, he saw Bria
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
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
"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
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
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
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