The Consortium’s Heir By Benjamin 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 footter. 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 thetter 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 disy 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 ck 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 nkness 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 dors.”
In response, Rudd exined 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 ck 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 urate 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 urate portrait of Darius’ face onto it.
Darius was still unaware of the dangers on the road ahead. He nced over at Rudd, who sat close to
him, and said, “I understand what you mean, but I’m still very rmed 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 aforting pat on Rudd’s
shoulder.
Bitterness shed 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 shed 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 regr vehicles.” This is animal fur!”
Darius covered his ears and shifted in his seat, indicating his difort 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 ept 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 dors 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 somece grand like the restaurant
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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 thetter now had someone affluent backing him up.
The two men had a goodugh during the car ride.
When they arrived at the airport, a man stood before their car. He was tall and wore a dashing ck
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.