Darius was shocked at Bridget's promise; she was willing to forsake everything to prove her loyalty to him. It made his brows shoot up before he settled into an amused grin. Hands behind his back, he said, "Although I didn't expect that pledge from you, I'm still glad to hear it."He spun and sat back on the couch, his finger pointing ahead. "There are four vials, each containing a drop of my blood. You may take two of them; one will be an antidote to the drug, while you can use the other to cultivate your skills. I intend to leave the other two Edward. I trust you don't have anything against that, right?" Bridget inhaled deeply and nodded, then picked up two vials. Without hesitation, she poured both vials' blood onto her tongue.Darius instantly realized his mistake but could only shut his eyes, not wanting to see the jarring scene before him. He couldn't bear to witness it, nor allow himself to laugh, as it might make her ashamed. That was why he shut his eyes almost instantly.

He stopped and turned to look at Winston. "Have you forgotten that I'm your future employer? You shouldn't be so curious about me."Winston shrunk. "I was just curious when I saw you only had one car! And it's not even that expensive. It's a little weird."Darius gnashed his teeth. "Because this isn't my car! Edward drove mine; this is Bridget's car." He turned away, not wanting to look at Winston anymore. His blood pressure would rise with every second he spent looking at him.When they entered West Atlantics Int'l's building, the two people who'd mocked Darius' car earlier were walking ahead of them. They stopped and turned to look at Darius haughtily. "Oh, my God! Isn't this the guy who was driving that cheap car?" They appraised Darius, and their expressions turned even more obnoxious when they saw how casually he was dressed. "Do you know where you are? How dare you come here dressed like that! How humiliating! Are you here to talk business or something?"Darius raised an eyebro

Because the baton in his hand had gone missing without him even seeing how it had happened. The chief security guard was about to tell the other security guards to watch out when the baton hit him in the back. It knocked the wind out of him, and he crashed onto the floor. He never wanted to experience this again, so he played dead. Since Darius was so powerful, there was no point in him putting up a fight because he wouldn't stand a chance against him. If everyone here were going to receive a beating, no one would bother about him. Moreover, someone with only brawn and no brain probably wouldn't do anything detrimental to the company. With that thought in mind, the chief security guard lay on the floor and shut his eyes.When Erin received a call from the front desk, she switched to the surveillance footage to check what was happening. She gasped when she saw what was happening, feeling like her blood had run cold. Never would she have expected Darius to be barred from entering the

"How could I possibly think you'd treat me as well as you treat her?" Before Winston was done with his sentence, he felt something sweep him off his feet, making him fall to his knees.Erin retracted her foot with a frown; her eyes were trained on Darius, and she looked concerned. Though she'd attacked Winston, she hadn't spared him a glance from beginning to end. She exhaled and asked, "Has something happened to Bridget? I felt something was wrong with her when she was last here but couldn't pinpoint it."Darius glanced at her and sighed while shaking his head. "It's nothing." No one had yet to tell Erin the truth about her body because they'd yet to find a way to solve the problem, so he couldn't tell her what was wrong with Bridget, either. Otherwise, Erin would immediately link the dots and realize what was wrong with herself. Darius pretended to casually turn away; as his gaze swept over Winston, the look in his eye became one of warning. Winston immediately shut his mouth, reali

This was especially so because Darius believed the security guard wouldn't be saying these things unless he was certain he didn't stand a chance against Darius. He would've attacked without another word. He trusted his instincts as an enlightened martial artist and stepped forward. "Whatever it is, we're on opposing sides. However, if you step aside now, I won't do anything to you."The security guard's face darkened. "If that's the case, let's just do this!" He reached behind him and whipped out a baton, pressing a button to make it zap to life as the electricity crackled around it.Darius raised an eyebrow. Most security guards were armed, but seeing one with a weapon like this was still rare. They usually carried firearms or batons; it was apparent why the Evans family was equipping their security guards with electric batons that wouldn't harm lives but could still restrain others. Darius' expression turned scornful. "How ridiculous. Soon, you're gonna see that electric baton was