The Consortium's Heir novel Chapter 232

Chapter 232

She saw Shelvin and Darius’ eyes sweep over their surroundings and finally land on her for the longest time, but they didn't move.

This made her feel uneasy. She frowned, then swiftly walked over to them.

Then, she held her head high and said, "What are you looking at? I bet you’ve been spending all your time ogling at women instead of working, judging from the fact that you can only afford to drive a car worth half a million. If I were you, I wouldn’t just stand here and gape like an idiot; it won’t earn you any money. You'll just be depressed that none of these women you’re ogling will be yours."

Darius’ lips twitched. Honestly, he didn’t think it’d be an easy feat to find someone wealthier than him, but it was obvious that Samantha disagreed with him. A trace of curiosity flashed in his eyes and quickly disappeared.

Samantha suspected she was seeing things, and since she couldn't figure out what was happening, she stopped thinking about it. She stalked toward Darius and closed the distance between them, finally standing nose-to-nose with him.

Darius grabbed her by the back of her neck without saying a word. " I'm not used to coming into such close contact with anyone, and if you insist on doing this, don’t blame me for whatever happens next." Samantha's eyes widened. She couldn’t believe he'd said something like that to her, but she didn’t seem to have a choice. As she got ready to stand her ground, she suddenly felt the grip around her neck tighten.

Before she realized what was going on, the grip loosened. She’d never experienced this, and she let out a cry of terror.

Darius narrowed his eyes at her. "You may not know this, but I don’t have the best of tempers. If you continue screaming, I guarantee you won’t live to see the Gillette family."

She didn’t want to believe him, but she knew that she had no choice. She forced herself to shut her mouth.

Darius exhaled. "Now, you just need to answer my questions. If you upset me at any point, I promise that you’ll regret it."

Samantha’s expression turned murderous. She glared at him and scoffed, but she didn’t say anything. Then, she closed her eyes and turned her head away, not wanting to look at him at all.

Darius. "I can tell you what you want to know, but you must let me go and return the shares you stole from my father!" Her gaze was defiant.

Darius rolled his eyes at her. "I’m going to have to correct you there. I didn’t steal anything from your father; I bought them from him fair and square. Also, you need to understand that even if I did steal something from him, he’d thank me profusely."

Samantha’s eyes widened at his words. Then, she sucked in a deep breath and spat at him. It didn’t reach him, but this didn’t stop

Darius from getting mad. She felt the grip around her neck tighten, cutting off her oxygen supply. However, she looked ecstatic.

"You're angry now, aren’t you? If you harm a hair on my head, I promise this will be the last day of your life."

Darius narrowed his eyes. There was something odd about this woman's body... She seemed to be telling the truth.