“It’s not like he’s done anything to prove his loyalty.”Darius sighed and nodded. “You might be right, but he’s made it clear that he’s on our side. We can’t just stand by and watch him get himself into trouble—it’d be too heartless.” He looked calm. “We have to help him, no matter what. Anyway, I believe he’ll become better at his job in the future. After observing him for some time, I’ve noticed that he seems to be a fast learner.”Edward nodded. “If that’s the case, we’ll need to devise a detailed plan to help him. He doesn’t look like the brightest or most determined. The worst part is that he probably has no experience dealing with these things.”Darius smiled. “That’s exactly what I was worried about.” He shut his eyes. “I already have a rough idea of what to do.”Edward faltered for a second, then regained his composure and continued driving. He glanced at Darius and asked tentatively, “Sir, may I know what the plan is about?”To his surprise, Darius nodded firmly. “Of course

“Because I once saw Patricia coming out of a hotel with a man I’ve never seen before, and they were clinging to each other in public. I’ve never seen anything like it. In fact, I can’t even be sure she gave birth to Bart. I helped her collect her medical report from the hospital before, and I know for a fact she can’t have kids right now. Of course, Bart was born many years ago, so perhaps her condition was different back then.”As he said this, both Darius and Bridget turned to look at him. Bridget couldn’t even bear to blink, afraid that she’d miss out on a single word. Darius leaned back, letting out a sigh. He didn’t expect things to turn out like this and pressed a finger to his temple. “It looks like we’ll be in for a lot of trouble once we get to the Brezinski villa.”No one dared speak because it looked like Darius was reconsidering his decision to help Ansel, and they didn’t want to disturb him. To their surprise, Darius soon said, “Now, I want to know about the Brezinski Gro

He looked furious. However, he knew this wasn’t the time to deal with them—Darius was the threat here. He staggered to his feet and dashed toward Darius with a menacing look. “You’ve challenged me for far too long. I know you’re powerful, but that doesn’t mean we’re no match for you!” His eyes gleamed with a feral light as if he was an eagle who’d locked in on its prey.Darius frowned, looking annoyed at being stopped again. He narrowed his eyes and said, “You’re a great security guard, but I’ve also given you the respect you deserve by treating you with patience. Consider this a warning—if you don’t get out of my sight, I guarantee I won’t play nice anymore.”Bridget piped up, “Look, you’re just a security guard. You’re not part of the Brezinski family, so there’s no need for you to do so much for them. Mr. Reid is dangerous. If you make him mad, there’s no doubt in my mind that the Brezinski family will hand you over to him.”The lead security guard stopped, looking hesitant. Dariu

Darius took a deep breath and leaned back, scrutinizing Richard. Based on the intel they’d gathered earlier, Richard was supposed to be eighteen, yet this child didn’t even look like he was ten. He glanced at Patricia. “Before we go into the nitty-gritty stuff, I want you to tell me about Richard.”Patricia’s face darkened, and she scowled, feeling infuriated. However, she didn’t dare let her anger show before Darius, so she ducked her head, trying to think of a way to explain things. When she came up short, she shut her eyes and took a deep breath, balling her hands into fists. There was no way she could admit to something so humiliating! So, she raised her head and looked at Darius fearfully, saying, “Before that, I think you should introduce yourself.”Darius raised an eyebrow, looking scornful. At the same time, he pulled his gun out and turned the safety off. “I’m guessing you heard the gunshot earlier, so I’m surprised you’re not shaking in your boots right now.” He sighed, cr

This meant she couldn’t keep the truth under wraps. Then again, this was probably the worst outcome she could imagine. So, she sat up, looking calm. “Richard’s mother’s the one who made Bart end up like this. He was ambushed by someone on his way home one day—they came in a truck and were armed. It was too late when I received Bart’s signal for help. They’d pressed him to the ground, covered in blood. I brought many men with me, and the attackers knew they couldn’t take Bart away before my eyes. So, they administered him some sort of drug as I tried to get to him.” She could barely get the words out at this point, and her chest heaved.She gritted her teeth, using so much force that it made the veins in her neck bulge. She forced out, “Bart’s never been the same since. Every night, he becomes like this, but he returns to normal every morning. I’ve spent an astronomical sum getting people to research the drug, but nothing’s worked so far. Instead, the amount of money I spent has upset