The Consortium's Heir

Chapter 212

"Although that seems like a lot of money, it’s simply a speck of sand in the eyes of real tycoons. In particular, enlightened martial artists, sometimes called awakened martial artists, are a more precious resource than money. Thus, they get acquired by many wealthy people-Shelvin is an exception, though. His case is very much abnormal." While Darius was deep in thought, the entire cabin fell into chaos.

After all, someone got shot to death in a plane many miles above the ground. That was enough to drive any passenger out of their mind.

Even the two security personnel jolted awake from their rest at that point. Their heads turned rapidly, scanning every corner of the plane. Yet, they did not find out much, nor were the circumstances they were facing any better. Everyone was in hysterics.

Some were screaming and rushing back to the end of the plane, wanting to distance themselves from the first-class seats.

At the same time, others wanted to know what had happened, so they rushed forward to see. Because people got up and moved around a lot, the plane began to tremor.

That was when the captain's voice rang out from the announcement speakers, urging, © NôvelDrama.Org - All rights reserved.

"Ladies and gentlemen, please return to your seats and fasten your seatbelts. Regardless of what happened on the plane, we ask that you trust our staff's abilities. We'll do our best to guarantee everyone's safety."

Darius’ head began to ache from the many screams all around him. He shut his eyes, returned to his seat, and sighed deeply.

"I don't think Shelvin killed Elizabeth for personal reasons," he thought, "So why would he do that? Hmm... I wonder..."

Before he could act on his curiosity, some footsteps approached before halting in front of him. He opened his eyes, taking in one of the anxious security personnel whose face was flushed and covered with beads of sweat.

The personnel's face then contorted with rage, his eyes pinning onto Darius with evident outrage.

Darius did not need to think twice to know what was happening. His eyes fell shut, and he remained seated.

"I don't know why you're looking at me that way, but it's making me uncomfortable. I may file a complaint against you if you continue doing so."

"You did this,” The personnel scoffed, his lips curling into a sneer. He accused with the utmost confidence, "When I was arresting Elizabeth, my colleague, another personnel at the airport, informed me about your incident with her before you boarded this plane."

Darius felt that all eyes were suddenly on him. Still, he ignored them, crossing one leg over the other and opening his eyes to meet the personnel's stare.

‘Then I'd like to know why your colleague didn't immediately arrest me. Instead, he allowed me to board this plane without any supervision.”

A frown marred the personnel's face as he took several breaths to calm down. He then snarled through gritted teeth, “That's because you're a sly criminal, so he couldn't find any evidence to hold against you."

Darius raised a brow without speaking, implying the personnel was nothing in his eyes.

That did not go unnoticed by the personnel as he instantly blew up with rage. He balled his fists and raised one of them at Darius. Nevertheless, he held back from acting upon his anger for the sake of his job.

His eyes were ablaze as he eyed Darius. "You must've done it! You practically have the words ‘I'm a criminal’ written all over you. I can tell you and Elizabeth are the same-you're both ignorant toward others’ lives. Throughout my many years of work, I’ve never rashly judged someone for being a criminal. I decided based on evidence alone. However, in your case, finding evidence is unnecessary as you're sly and wealthy enough to cover up your tracks!"

The personnel then raised his chin, looking down at Darius with a smug grin. "Besides, there must be something between you and Elizabeth from your fight earlier. I bet she's now dead because you two had an uneven distribution of profits!"

Darius was starting to feel irritated by those assumptions. Even so, he kept a stoic countenance.

That fueled the personnel's smugness. The personnel raised his voice and spat a little as he spoke.

"See? You're not responding because you can't refute the truth in my words! That means you're admitting that my accusations are correct!"

Darius’ brows furrowed.

When he wanted to shut the personnel up forever, a woman's voice rang out in front of him. "I think what you're saying makes no sense because all of this has nothing to do with Darius. Elizabeth’s sudden death in your custody means you two will have hell to pay and lose your jobs. That’s why you’re desperate to secure the person behind her death here. Through that, your contribution to the case can then save your jobs."

Darius turned toward the source of that voice. His eyes widened as he saw someone from the row in front whom he had never expected to defend him.

Kate's gaze bore into both personnel as she pointed out, "From the beginning, none of you interfered during Elizabeth's misconduct under your custody. After Darius raised the issue, you two glowered at him, which I felt was odd. Now, seeing how things have developed has proven my suspicions."