The Consortium’s Heir By Benjamin Chapter 163
“Darius. Long time no see. I hear you’ve recently be rich,” George sneered. Darius’ brows
furrowed, forming a wrinkle on his once wless face.
“George Jennings? I never thought I’d see you here,” he replied with his hands still in his pockets.
Darius was unperturbed, as though nothing had happened.
Contrarily, sheer hatred exuded from a scowling George.
“I assumed you’d always work for your previous boss. It seems you’re not as much of an asset to him
as I thought,” Darius continued, unbothered by George’s nasty expression. A scoff came from George
just then. “I left that job. My current boss made the right decision in hiring me.”
“Yeah, yeah. I’ll be taking my leave now.” Darius still could not care less. He doesn’t want to argue with
him.
He wanted to leave but could not as George, who held a tray full of food, blocked his path.
A storm brewed in Darius’ eyes. His rage was so intense that anyone watching would get goosebumps.
“I’m very foul-tempered, especially toward those I disagreed with in the past.” Darius kept the same
posture throughout the confrontation and added, “So, consider this yourst chance to move.”
George did not take his words to heart. His face scrunched into a leer as he snapped, “I don’t know
how you got in here, but you’re pretty unlucky to have bumped into me. I’ll have security kick you out!”
He whipped out his pager after saying that. Excitement shed on his face while his body trembled,
eager to humiliate Darius. Unfortunately, he had forgotten about the expensive dish on his tray. It
tumbled onto the ground. Even if George surrendered all his assets and wealth, it would not make up
for how much the dish cost. Not to mention, he had also broken the expensive te that came with the
dish.
A crisp shattering soon rang out. Darius nced at George’s pallid face, sneering, “Oh? Are you afraid
now?” That sparked a rage in George, his cheeks reddening in an instant. He gawked at Darius with a
face full of panic while musing, “Damn it. If only no one were around. That way, I can pretend not to
know anything and shove the me onto any random waiter today. But Darius is here! He looked at the
te, and he knows what happened!”
George panícked. He had no clue how to get himself out of the sticky situation. However, he knew he
was in big trouble unless he could resolve matters before his manager found out.
All of a sudden, his eyes lit up. “That’s a brilliant n! I must be a genius!” he confidently thought.
George then looked at Darius from top to bottom and bellowed, his voice increasing by the minute,
“Darius! You entered this private room without permission! You vited our hotel’s rules! That alone
was a huge misstep, but now, you did something worse!” Darius smirked. “From the look of things, you
intend to me me for breaking that te and dropping the dish, huh?”
George tensed up, surprised that his expression had revealed his scheme before he could say it. Then
again, he knew there was only one solution now that Darius had discovered his n make it a reality.
“Yeah, that’s what I was nning. What of it?” George looked at Darius with repulsion and arrogance
swirling in his eyes. He then raised his chin while taunting, “Everyone knows you snuck in. Therefore,
nobody would ever question my word. Let’s see if others believe you, a disgusting rat that came here
unauthorized and ruined this dish, or whether they’ll believe me, the waiter that caught you?”
Darius did not react to the former’s taunting. All he did was nod calmly while saying, “If that’s the case,
I’d like to see your manager and have a chat with him too.”
That caused George’s eyes to widen.
He refused to believe that Darius could remain calm now that the manager was involved. Narrowing his
eyes, George felt like he had overlooked something. It took a long while before he realized what it was-
Darius’ clothes. Darius wanted to speak when he saw George’s eyeing his clothes, but thetter’s
roaringughter interrupted him.
“Do you think you’re some bigshot just because you’re wearing fake designer clothes? Have you
forgotten who you really are? How dare you even ask to see my manager!”
Darius slid his hands into his pocket as he previously did.
Meanwhile, Erin had not moved one bit. She frowned, feeling confused and angry at the situation.
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George shed a haughty look at Darius as if he knew what thetter thought. He ridiculed,” Do you
think I’ll turn around and give you a chance to escape?
Still, Darius ignored him. His focus was on the man in a ck suit approaching George from behind. He
could tell that man was none other than the hotel’s manager. Once Darius saw the manager’s face, he
cocked a brow, shing an even more unimpressed look than when he bumped into George earlier.
Never did he think he would encounter both of them here.
The manager was Alvin Kenyon.
Alvin was the part-time manager at Darius’ former workce. He was a fat, bald old man with some
wealth who often used his money to sleep with women. That was also the motivation behind his many
illegal deeds. However, because Alvin was rich, he would bribe others into epting punishment on his
behalf.
Darius clenched his jaw as he recalled the past. Back then, Alvin tried to strip a girl against her will.
She had just started college and decided to work at theirpany. Because Alvin had the upper hand,
he shifted the me onto Darius, causing thetter to get fired.
Darius was not in a position to pet angry or protest at the time, but now, the tables had turned
Thus, he spoke up before Alvin could make a move. “It’s been a while, Mr. Kenyon.”
Alvin never thought he would see Darius again in a simr situation. His smirk curved so much that it
made his eyes narrow menacingly. “Long time no see. How’s life? Have you gone from being a lowly
employee to a beggar? What a pity. Beggars are strictly prohibited from entering our hotel’s premises.”