The Consortium’s Heir by Benjamin_Jnr

Chapter 185

The official couldn't help but tremble. He’d been watching Darius closely, but he still didn't manage to

catch what exactly he'd done. Now, all he could see was Darius holding two fingers up and his

colleague sprawled on the floor. He knew that he didn't have a choice.

His hands trembled as he pulled out a pair of handcuffs, which made them jingle. He reached out to put

them on Darius but couldn't even bring himself to look at him. He held the handcuffs out for a while, but

Darius didn't show any sign of moving. His hands were still in his pockets, and he looked at the official

with displeasure.

The official knew this, and his mind started to race. He had to think of a way to resolve this as soon as

possible without offending anyone.

Otherwise, he would probably end up worse off than his colleague. This wasn't a consequence he

could bear.

So, he tucked the handcuffs away and looked at Darius, deciding to appease him. "Darius Reid, you're

very smart, and you should know what the right choice is. I'm glad to see that you do, which is why I

won't handcuff you."

Darius knew he was trying to appease his anger, but it didn't change anything. He remained poker-

faced as he said coldly, "I already told you that you only have two options."

The official knew what Darius' decision was, and he now had a better understanding of his personality.

He held out a hand to gesture at the door. "Come with me, please."

Darius couldn’t help shaking his head at the official's stupidity when he saw him bowing and looking

sycophantic. He walked out of the room, not wanting to spare him another glance. The official who'd

escorted him here was waiting by the door, and he'd heard everything that'd happened in the room. He

was shocked by the other two officials' attitudes.

When the door swung open, he met Darius' eyes. On the other hand, the official escorting Darius stood

straight and said loudly, "Donny Garcia, you're the one who brought him here, so you should find a

room to lock him up. The federal court will definitely come up with a just decision."

Only then did Darius find out the name of this official. Donny looked at him in confusion. He didn’t know

why things had turned out differently.

However, when faced with Darius' nod of agreement, he could only play along. So, he led Darius to a

room. They stopped at the door, and Donny slipped something into his pocket.

Donny's voice was barely above a whisper, but as an awakened martial artist, Darius could still hear

him clearly. "I've already tampered with the surveillance camera in this room, so you're safe here and

free to do whatever you want. The key that I gave you earlier can open all the doors here, and I trust

that you won't use it for anything else. My office is on the first floor, the sixth one on the left. You can

come to me any time if there's anything you need. Of course, you'll need to avoid getting caught." As

someone's footsteps approached, he quickly locked the door, leaving Darius alone.

Darius sat down and looked at the phone, suddenly smiling. Donny had slipped it into his pocket earlier.

Based on this, he could tell that Donny was the type to keep his word, and if he was willing to, Darius

wanted to employ him. This wasn't something to think about at the moment, of course. He had to get

out of here as quickly as possible, and he also had to find out who was behind this-was it Hank Gillette

or Alan Roberts?

He didn't get much rest the night before, so he needed to catch up on some sleep now. He lay down on

the bed, suddenly smiling again. Though the bed was no match for his own at Dragon Estate, it was

still pretty comfortable, and he could tell that Donny had prepared this for him. He closed his eyes to

sleep, but the phone started vibrating.

Darius' eyes shot open. He'd just gotten this phone and had yet to do anything with it. Logically

speaking, no one would know about this number, let alone be calling him. He felt confused.

He pulled the phone out and glanced at the caller ID to see a familiar number. It was from Bruce! This

surprised him. He didn't expect Bruce to get wind of this so quickly and even manage to contact him.

Darius cleared his throat before answering the phone. Bruce sounded anxious as he said, "Mr. Reid,

I'm on the way to pick you up already, so don't worry about a thing. I can’t believe they actually locked

you up in such a filthy place as the detention center! I have to make them pay for this!"

In contrast, Darius was calm. "No, I hope that you'll stay still. I'm sure you already know what

happened, and I will not tolerate being framed for something related to academia. Also, I want to

resolve this on my own. I have to try it out at least once."

Another voice rang out on the other end of the line-an older one. "Based on what you’ve just said, I'm

willing to give you this opportunity. However, you must get in touch with us when you find yourself in

danger. We'll also be keeping an eye on you, and if you don't come to us for help in a situation that we

deem to be too risky, we'll go to you instead." After that, the call was disconnected.

Darius looked at the phone, raised an eyebrow, and then put it under his pillow. He tried not to think of

the phone call and lay down on the bed again, shutting his eyes. This time, however, he had no desire

to sleep.

Evidently, his grandfather wasn't willing to let him resolve this matter alone.