With the issue of his personal assistant sorted out, Darius could finally rest easy. Now he wouldn’t have to worry about his workload. The only thing he needed to do was sign the important documents that needed his signature and leave the rest to Erin. His sleep that night was a peaceful one. The next morning Darius woke up earlier than he usually did. His one week leave the university granted him for being the highest contributor at the charity gala was finally over, and he was resuming school today. As he prepared for school, Darius wondered how his classmates would behave when they saw him now. He had checked the class main chat on his messaging app a few times so that he could be up to date with the happenings at school. During the few times he checked, he saw that they had mentioned him a lot of times. The events at the charity gala had spread to the majority of the student body. Details of how Darius arrived in a very fancy sports car, outbid both Pearl and David and became th

A frown crept onto Darius’ face the moment he heard her scream on the other end of the phone. He didn’t need to be told that Helen was in danger. The last time they met was at the charity gala, and apart from the light conversation he had with her before the auction, he hadn’t spoken with her again. “Where are you now?” Darius asked calmly. He knew that getting her location was of paramount importance. Anything else could take back seat in the face of her location. “I’m at the VIP section, room 38 of HKN Diamond Hotel.” Helen replied in a shaky voice. “Please come fast. I’m in-” Before Helen could complete her sentence, the phone call disconnected. Darius gripped his phone tightly before releasing his grip. He let out a short breath before speeding out of the parking lot. As he drove at top speed, he connected his phone to the Bluetooth system of his car and made a phone call. The call rang once before the person picked up. “Where is HKN Diamond Hotel?” Darius asked curtly, goin

Darius walked quickly to the spot he parked his car. As he walked the embers of rage still burned fiercely in his heart. He was very dissatisfied with the beating he gave Luke. He felt that Luke deserved way more than the beating he received. However despite how disgruntled he felt about it, he didn’t act on his feelings. Taking Helen back to safety took precedence over anything now. He unlocked his car and placed her gently in the passenger seat and got into the driver’s seat before driving off at full speed. As Darius drove, he couldn’t help but throw occasional glances to where Helen lay curled up on the seat. Anger bubbled again in his heart when he thought about what Luke and Kris wanted to do to her. If he hadn’t managed to arrive in time the consequences would have been very severe. He turned his gaze away from her and focused his gaze on the road. Nevertheless there was a very cold glint in his eyes as he drove. Helen wellbeing took precedence for now, but that wouldn’t be

Darius heart beat sped up even more when he heard the man’s declaration. At that point he knew that the man bore only hostile intentions towards him. He wanted his life? That put Darius in a dilemma. From the aura the man gave off, Darius knew that he was no match for him. However there was something that confused him. “Why do you want to kill me?” Darius asked. He had not done anything evil or bad to warrant someone to suddenly appear and try to take his life. He had always maintained a low profile since he became wealthy, so he was genuinely confused at this man’s appearance. “No hard feelings. I got a job to kill you. It’s as simple as that.” The man replied. “Who sent you?” Darius asked again. He was very curious about that. “That I cannot answer; as it is against my rule to rat out my employer.” The man started. “Besides, you don’t need to worry about that. You will not be leaving here alive anyway.” As soon as the man completed that statement, he launched himself at Dari

James, Bruce and Erin all had surprised expressions on their faces when they entered the room and saw Darius on the hospital bed. James in particular had the most surprised expression out of the three. “How severe are his injuries?” James asked in a choked voice. The doctor glanced at him and sighed before answering in a professional manner. “His ribs are fractured; his right and left arms are broken; his left leg is temporarily paralyzed after being shot with a poisoned bullet, with risks of being permanently paralyzed, and his right ankle is fractured.” James closed his eyes for a brief moment after he heard the Doctor’s answer. After a minute of silence, he asked the Doctor a question. “What are the chances of him surviving this ordeal?” “10%.” The doctor answered. James closed his eyes again. It was even worse than he expected. A 10% chance meant that he had only one out of ten times to survive this ordeal. There was another moment of silence, as James kept staring at Dari