Chapter 169
Darius turned around and opened his mouth to say something. Before he could, he heard someone call out his name from behind. This surprised him because no one here knew who he was.
Yet, there was no denying what had happened. His curiosity was piqued. He turned back to see a woman running toward him. She was getting closer.
Darius put his hands in his pockets. He didn’t say anything.
As she approached him, he got a clear look at her face. However, her figure was what caught his attention -especially her long legs encased in pantyhose.
Her chest heaved as she tried to catch her breath, and it was all everyone present could see.
She seemed to realize this and tried her best to slow her breathing. Gradually, she regained her composure. Only then did Darius‘ gaze move from her chest to her face.
He had to admit that she was a beauty, but it was still no match for her delectable figure. He looked down and noticed her nervous expression. “Were you the one who called my name earlier?”
The woman nodded. “Yes, Mr. Reid. I never expected you to stop for me, and I’m honored. This shows you are a gentle, humble, and successful man.”
Darius walked down the stairs. In the past twenty–two years of his life, he’d heard people refer to him as either a beggar or a rich man, but no one had ever called him a successful man. This was his first time feeling like his hard work was being recognized.
Erin had been standing behind Darius. At this moment, she suddenly noticed that his aura was different from usual. She had never seen him like this before. Her instinct told her that the woman was somewhat special to him.
She didn’t want to think of him falling for another woman, but it seemed like there was no avoiding it. Perhaps it was already happening. She’d always known that a man like
Darius was a chick magnet. She definitely wasn’t the only one attracted to him. However, now that it was happening before her eyes, she couldn’t accept it.
“No, this is wrong!” Erin realized what was going through her mind and quickly tried to get rid of those thoughts. “It’s not right to think that way!”
Darius had no idea what was going on with her. His attention was entirely focused on the woman before him. She hadn’t said a word since approaching him.
He frowned and said, “I don’t have much time. If you want to say anything, you should be quick.”
The woman’s face was pale as she trained her eyes on him, showing her nervousness.
Darius looked even more pleased. He nodded and said, “I need you to make Murray
Hotel end up in a situation where it’s neither profiting nor losing money and unable to get reliable suppliers. Keep this up till it loses its seven–star status.
“There’s about 1.5 million here, and it’s all yours. You can use it however you want. There’s no need to tell me your plans. All I want is for you to give me a satisfying result in two months‘ time.”
Darius sounded like he was talking about something as light as the weather. However, everyone present felt like they’d suddenly gotten caught in a blizzard. He was so calm that it was terrifying, and it wasn’t a situation they could handle.
They silently turned away and left, not wanting to attract anyone’s attention. Darius saw this, but he didn’t say anything. After all, it meant nothing to him. He knew very well that there was someone in the filing cabinet in his office that no one else knew about.
When Frederica saw that Darius was turning to leave, she quickly ran in front of him to stop him. “Darius, ! have something else to tell you.”
He wasn’t pleased to hear her addressing him by name, so he said bluntly, “You should only address me as Mr. Reid and not by my name. That’s not a name that you should be uttering.”
Frederica paled. This wasn’t the result she’d hoped to achieve, but it didn’t seem like she had any alternatives.
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