The Consortium's Heir

Chapter 262

"You claiming to be Darius seems far too suspicious," Cerys pointed out.

"Moreover, no one here knows you.People would surely recognize you if you were a tycoon—or, at the very least, they would’ve heard about you.What unnerves everyone here is how you're an enigma to everyone here."

Darius did not speak up to defend himself even then.

On the other hand, Cerys’ lips curled triumphantly.She was confident that all the guests would believe her over Darius if she continued voicing her suspicions.

Hence, she announced at the top of her lungs, "You only showed up here because you wanted everyone to think you’re wealthy! But is that the truth? No! Your actions and words from the moment you arrived can’t prove that you’re someone wealthy!"

Darius had been standing for a long time, so his legs started to ache.

After sighing deeply, he replied, "I’d very much like to know this—what are your motives for saying that about me?"

That surprised Cerys as she gulped anxiously, knowing she was too deep in her lies to back out.She replied sternly, "I think you stole that plateless car and drove it here to trick the guests.I bet you're trying to scam them into fake business deals so you can run off with their money!"

Absolute certainty filled her face when she spoke.

Even her eyes glimmered with not a trace of doubt.It was as though Cerys was fully convinced that she was telling the truth.

The entire thing seemed like a joke to Darius, who had never seen a person convince themselves into believing their lies.

Meanwhile, every guest and onlookers eyes narrowed in disbelief.

Still, they continued to look at Darius, and one of them yelled, "I think Miss Gillette’s claims are true!"

"Yeah!"

Others collectively chimed in after hearing the former’s words.

"I think so too! I bet Miss Gillette’s telling the truth.Plus, this guy doesn’t seem trustworthy, to begin with."

Darius did not remove his hands from his pockets, but he could no longer remain passive.

While straightening out his back, he questioned casually, "If that's the case, may I ask whether you’ll let me into the event at all, Miss Gillette? Because I promise your relationship with the Gillette family will worsen if I’m to leave today."

Although there was no hostility in his voice, the hairs down Cerys’ arms could not help standing straighter as she trembled.She gulped, knowing Darius’ was not kidding.

Nevertheless, she refused to falter at that moment, so she gripped the table’s edges with both hands to hold her ground, her veins popping from the pressure.

Cerys then glowered at Darius, saying through gritted teeth, "You’ve run a background check on me."

She assumed Darius would retreat upon hearing that.

To her dismay, Darius shrugged, nodded, then replied, "You sound so certain.You're right to be so because I just looked up your information before you."

Not a hint of color remained on Cerys’ face anymore.Her chest hastily rose and fell as she could sense everyone’s doubt toward her.She snarled in her heart, "No one would’ve looked at me like this in the past because I’m a Gillette.It didn’t matter if what I said was outrageous—nobody would dare doubt me! Everyone had no choice but to take my word as the law! But that’s evidently not the case anymore.It seems like all the people here are actively questioning me!"

Her breathing became shallow, growing quicker by the second.She had never been this humiliated before.

Cerys wanted to continue challenging Darius, but he had already lost his patience.

He took one step back, summoning, "Bridget!"

At that point, Bridget was having a great time watching the drama unfold, finding Darius incredible for refuting all of Cerys’ claims with ease.

Regardless, when she heard her name, she instinctively stood straighter and responded, "Yes, sir!"

The onlookers and guests that initially stared at Cerys now looked over at Bridget.

Likewise, all the security guards at the scene felt nervous.

Whispers soon broke out in every corner, accumulating into one loud discussion over time.

Even so, no one could tell what everyone was saying since everyone’s voices had jumbled up.

Darius could not care less, though.

He ordered loudly, "Tell this young lady whose side the Gillettes will take—hers or mine?"

Bridget beamed with utter excitement, stepping forward at once.

On the other hand, Cerys did not know what the two were doing but felt terrified, knowing she could not win against Darius.

Thus, she spun around on her heel to flee, but it was too late; before she could even take one step ahead, she felt someone striking from behind her.

She then lost her balance and fell, landing face-first into the dirt before she could even shut her mouth.

Cerys had never felt this much pain all through her life when her intelligent, scheming mother was still alive.

In that instant, her cries rang throughout the yard, spreading in the air faster than the speed of light.

Bridget retracted her leg, approached Cerys’ side, and shrugged.

Venom filled her tone as she spat, "Worthless loser."

She then turned to look at Darius, asking, "What do I do next, Mr.Reid?" Nôvel/Dr(a)ma.Org - Content owner.

Not a word came from Darius as he heard footsteps rushing out from the massive estate.

At the same time, he detected another person’s footsteps approaching from the main street —they were Edward’s.

Thus, Darius turned to look at the main entrance.

Bridget could not hear anything, but she knew someone or something was sure to arrive soon, so she returned to Darius’ side at once.

Subsequently, she assumed an alert posture, perking up and folding both hands against her lower back.

It was because she could not discern whether the incoming person or object was harmless or a threat.

That was when Darius noticed her hardened look.