The Consortium’s Heir by Benjamin_Jnr

Chapter 159

Their gazes met for a moment before Bridget joined Darius’ side like always while Edward headed

toward the casino. Darius trusted Edward’s abilities, so he left for the airport.

Bridget followed along with a slightly hesitative expression. “Sir, you can move around on foot later. You

can use our family’s own car.”

Darius stopped, then looked at his shocked friend, whose jaw had dropped despite only being able to

see through a slightly opened swollen eye. Darius knew Rudd’s exaggerated expression was only

because the latter felt shocked. Still, seeing that pleased Darius. He reached out to give Rudd’s

shoulder a reassuring squeeze. “Don’t be so surprised. I merely reunited with my family. It turns out

that my grandfather is super wealthy, and so are my great-grandparents.”

Those words did not ease Rudd’s shock. Instead, he uttered a string of foul curses to display how

taken aback he felt.

It was only after the car screeched to a halt before them and grains of sand flew into Rudd’s parted lips

did he shut his mouth.

Darius had already gotten into the car by then.

Meanwhile, a stunning woman dressed in a black flight attendant uniform was opening the car door for

Rudd, who thought, “I must be dead. There’s no way I can ever dream of such an experience!”

He had no idea how to react except obediently enter the car to sit by Darius’ side. In doing so, he

caught a whiff of the flight attendant’s perfume, which sparked his memories of another woman.

Darius watched as his friend’s countenance shifted from blankness to instant sorrow. He could no

longer suppress his curiosity, so he asked, “What exactly happened? You’re not someone who would

rack up a debt worth five million dollars.”

In response, Rudd explained that the reason was too sad for him to speak about.

On the other hand, Edward punished the casino’s staff, ensuring they suffered for their actions.

Little did anyone know that an old man with a black beard, who reeked of vomit, was watching Darius’

car leave from an obscure corner.

Something was menacing about the darkness swirling in the man’s eyes as he targeted Darius once he

exited the casino. The man stroked his beard while desire gleaned in his eyes. He mused, “This young

man seems powerful and has the scent of the mysterious potion on him. All I have to do is to catch him,

so that I can live longer!” He took out a quill that looked ancient. Although, it would be more accurate to

describe the quill as a bald rod since there were barely any barbs left on it. Next, he took out a piece of

toilet paper with an unknown brown substance he had somehow picked up. The old man unfolded

the piece of toilet paper before scribbling an accurate portrait of Darius’ face onto it.

Darius was still unaware of the dangers on the road ahead. He glanced over at Rudd, who sat close to

him, and said, “I understand what you mean, but I’m still very alarmed by the entire ordeal. I doubt

gambling is the reason behind your debt, so I’ll need to ask you again.” Rudd knew his circumstances

worried his friend a lot, so he did not show a hint of reluctance when saying, “I’ll do my best to answer

your questions honestly.”

Clearing his throat, Darius then began interrogating Rudd. “You mentioned that your previous girlfriend

was an employee at this casino. She was responsible for escorting guests into private rooms.”

Rudd bitterly nodded. “She never mentioned this, only that it was a part-time gig.”

A lengthy sigh came from Darius, who eventually continued, “So… she knew she couldn’t hit her work

quota for this month and tricked you into gambling there?”

Despite feeling humiliated, Rudd could not do anything but nod, admitting the truth.

That left Darius sighing more deeply than before. His arm extended to give a comforting pat on Rudd’s

shoulder.

Bitterness flashed on Rudd’s face. He did not want that. Rudd always hoped to appear happy. Hence,

his features warped as he fell somewhere between the two emotions. Seeing that tickled Darius’ urge

to chuckle, but he resisted. He flashed a look of seriousness and assured, “Don’t worry. The matter has

been resolved. As for your ex-girlfriend, if you ever need her body to get through a lonely night, I can

always have her taken out of custody.”

Rudd’s features darkened at once. He had not been able to let go of his ex-girlfriend. Otherwise, he

would not have gotten tricked into gambling so easily. However, it was also then that he realized the

interior of the car they were in felt different from regular vehicles.” This is animal fur!”

Darius covered his ears and shifted in his seat, indicating his discomfort toward his friend’s scream.

Still, Rudd could not care less. All his attention was now on the car. It took a momentt before he finally

realized how luxurious the car’s interior seemed. His low spirits vanished right then. Discontent filled

his gaze as he looked at Darius. “We’re good friends, aren’t we? Why didn’t you tell the other guys and

me that you were this wealthy? Instead, you let us believe you got hired at a high-paying job.”

Darius’ lips curved upward, revealing his improved mood. He nodded. “I started off as a penniless man

who couldn’t even afford a meal. Overnight, I became the world’s wealthiest person, and that shocked

me to no end. I was worried you guys would feel that way too.” “I suppose I can accept your concerns.”

Rudd gradually lowered his head in understanding. Following that, his eyes glimmered with hope at

Darius, and he stated, “You cost me the five million dollars I would’ve gotten back from the casino. But,

as my best friend, I’ll forgive it if you buy me a couple of meals at someplace grand like the restaurant

in Sky Golden Hotel.”

Darius nodded with a genuine smile on his face.

Rudd was no longer upset. Instead, he was over the moon with joy. He had always worried

about Darius but was relieved that the latter now had someone affluent backing him up.

The two men had a good laugh during the car ride.

When they arrived at the airport, a man stood before their car. He was tall and wore a dashing black

aviator suit.

Darius opened the car door to ask, “Edward, how did things go?”

“Sir, I did as you ordered and shut the casino down. That specific establishment will never show its face

to the world again.”

Hearing that, Darius nodded with satisfaction. He walked around to the other side of the car to open the

door when Bridget stopped him. She interjected, “Sir! Why would you waste your energy on such an

insignificant thing? How can we, your loyal bodyguards, rest with ease tonight if we allow this?”

Inside the car, Rudd’s lips twitched. He reached out to open the door before stepping out and smiling at

everyone outside. “I’m not the young heir of the Reid family, so I’m unqualified to enjoy your services. I

do little things like opening the door myself.”

Not a word came from Darius as he knew Rudd’s statement was correct to some extent.