The Consortium's Heir

The Consortium’s Heir By Benjamin Chapter 199

Chapter 199

By the time Darius located Erin, the woman had vanished. All that remained was the faint smell of blood in the air

Erin did not feel he had to hide anything from Darius.

"I broke her wrist and got her to admit why she did all that." While saying that, She looked at Darius, waiting for his response. Darius signed.

Erin reached out to look at his watch. "If we had found out about this 30 minutes later than we did now, we'd already be on the plane, facing a grave threat."

Darius and the two bodyguards shared confused looks before they asked,” What exactly happened?"

Neither of the three could imagine the severity of what was happening.

After pondering for a while, she decided to reveal the truth. "At first, I didn't think things were that serious, so I planned to give anyone involved with the earlier incident a warning. You know-give them a taste of pain.

However, along the way, I caught a whiff of a peculiar odor that only belonged to aircraft paint. Those guys were here as flight passengers, which meant they shouldn't have touched the plane. So, I got suspicious.”

The three's jaws hung wide open upon hearing that.

They never imagined Erin could detect something was wrong from such a slight detail. Utter respect and admiration oozed from the way they looked at Erin.

Yet, Erin did not think anything of it as he stoically continued, ‘That's why I interrogated that middle- aged woman in the shortest time possible. Her answer proved that my suspicions were correct. That's what happened." Darius then looked at Edward. "Isn't there something you should tell me?"

Edward remained rooted to the ground, his muscles stiffening while his brain went blank. In truth, he had no clue what he needed to tell the former.

Meanwhile, Darius felt that Edward was dense as a brick. He sat down on a nearby chair before speaking frostily to the latter.

‘That woman was here to cause trouble for you. Regardless of her motivations, you seemed to be the weak point she kept targeting."

Edward's features contorted, revealing a complicated expression.

"I understand what you mean now, Mr. Reid. You're right. I should've come clean about the matter with you. This is where Bridget and I differ—I didn't grow up under Reid Consortium's care. I joined when I was 21 years old. Thus, my memories of my parents and childhood environment run deep. That woman exists in my memory because she and her daughter are from my past.

According to my parent's wishes when they were alive, I was supposed to marry and have kids with that woman's daughter. But that's not what I wanted. Plus, her daughter was reluctant when I tried to fulfill my promise to marry her. That's why I decided to go with Bruce after meeting him. I even told the woman and her daughter that I'd have nothing to do with them once I left with Bruce. Her daughter was quite pleased back then, so I have no idea why the woman would show up here now."

Darius nodded, feeling somewhat accepting of this answer. He reached out and waved his hand.

Edward could have left at that point. However, he did not move, despite the former's dismissive wave.

"Mr. Reid, I know you want to fire me, but I'm sorry. That will only happen after we return from Almiron City."

Darius silently narrowed his eyes at Edward, determining if the latter was trustworthy. He also found the situation odd due to his grandfather and Bruce's recent behavior. After all, he knew the two were highly cautious and would only pick the best bodyguards to be by his side.

"But it's obvious that Edward isn’t such a person. He can't even guarantee my safety,” Darius thought.

Edward felt uncomfortable being in the center of Darius’ scrutinous gaze. Regardless, he dared not say a word because of the latter's identity. He stood stiffly with his hands behind his back, his muscles tensing from anxiety.

That went on for a long time.

Edward eventually felt an ache throughout his muscles. He could not help raising his chin but kept his gaze downcast as he was unable, nor did he dare, to meet Darius’ gaze.

"Mr. Reid, you can ask me anything. The current situation makes me nervous, and I'll lose the most basic ability of a bodyguard- making sound judgments."

He did not think Darius would respond.

"As you wish," Darius said while nodding, much to Edward's surprise. Then, he voiced the question in his mind.

A blank look flashed on Edward's face but soon went away as he answered, "It’s because I'm good at combat. Only I can take on three people at once among all of Reid Consortium's bodyguards. My opponents can’t escape defeat."

Darius quirked a brow, not expecting that. He parted his lips to speak but immediately noticed two tall and burly men approaching from afar.

The men fixated on Darius with murderous intent.

Darius chuckled at that, thinking, "What perfect timing."

He then raised his chin, motioning at the two men before holding Edward's gaze.

"Now's the time for you to prove it then."

Edward paused, uncertain of what that meant. Immediately after, he snapped to his senses, turned around, and looked in the direction Darius hinted at earlier.

He glimpsed at the incoming men before turning and lowering his head at Darius. "I understand, Mr. Reid. I'll prove my capabilities to you, however..."

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Darius knitted his brows, stating, "You can speak your mind. I dislike hearing incomplete utterances or needing to guess the meaning behind complicated expressions."

Hearing that, Edward candidly voiced his thoughts.

"It's just that those fighting those two won't properly demonstrate my capabilities. They're too weak."