The Consortium's Heir

The Consortium’s Heir By Benjamin Jnr Chapter 31

Chapter 31 Darius was obviously unaware of the conversation between the duo security guards. Instea d he was smitten by the luxury and opulence of the estate. The entire estate was crammed with opulent shops and sever al tall buildings. Numerous pricey sedans and sports cars sped down the street. The shops were notice ably superior to those found outside the estate. Darius had no idea that such an opulent location existe d. It seemed very surreal to him.

In his fascinated state, he had forgotten that Bruce had never given him a specific location to visit. He o nly realized after a while that Bruce had only mentioned Dragon Estate and the manager.

He brought out his phone and called Bruce. The phone didn‘t ring once before Bruce picked up the call.

“Hello Young Master Reid. Is anything the problem?” Bruce answered in an overly respectful voice.

“Hm. I‘m at Dragon Estate now and I just recalled that you only mentioned the Estate and the Manager. There are several housing apartments in this estate. Could you please specify the exact place you wa nt me to visit?” Darius explained. “Absolutely Young Master Reid! It is a blunder on my part. Please par don my incompetence.” Bruce apologized worriedly, afraid of angering Darius. “Don‘t worry about it. Ju st tell me the exact location I have to visit.” Darius said impatiently. It was mid afternoon now and he was already running out of time.

“Yes yes. Please visit the Dragon Lord‘s Imperial Residence and ask for the Manager there. She‘ll drop whatever she‘s doing and attend to you immediately.” Bruce said. “Alright. Thank you.” Darius said bef ore disconnecting the call.

“Dragon Lord‘s Imperial Residence? What‘s with the corny names? This isn‘t a Chinese movie.” Darius mumbled as he input the name into his Map direction on his phone.

Darius followed the directions and after a few minutes of walking he finally arrived at his destination. Ho wever the sight before him rendered him speechless.

He couldn‘t find the right words to describe the sight before him. The Residence was completely stunning. It was as imposing as a residence could be. Darius had seen sev eral high rise buildings on his way here but none of them could compare to the building in front of him.

Although the building was named Dragon Lord‘s Imperial Residence, it was more of a penthouse. The gates in front of the Residence were by far more imposing than the gates to the estate itself.

Darius walked slowly but confidently towards the building‘s gates. Unlike the first time he

approached the gates to the estate, no security guards appeared to stop him this time.

It was expected as the security in the Dragon Lord‘s Imperial Residence was of the highest class. Not j ust anyone could enter the Dragon Estate as each person living or working in Dragon Estate had a verif ied identity. It was why they didn‘t station or hire any security personnel to guard the entrance to the Re sidence.

It was also the reason Dan was concerned about Thomas‘ decision to let an unknown stranger into the Dragon Estate. Although they occasionally let strangers with expensive cars pass through the gates, th ey made certain to verify the identities of such strangers. Darius was the first exception, and the only p erson who had not had his identity verified before being allowed through

Darius made his way past the luxurious gates and entered the lobby of the imposing residence. The lobby was just as extravagant as the exterior of the building. Several golden chandeliers hung from the luxurious ceiling of the lobby while the floors of the lobby were shiny and polished to perfection.

The lobby was empty with only few people present. There was a female receptionist in the counter of th e lobby.

Darius admired the interior of the lobby greatly. The superb and lavish design of the lobby showed how expensive the residence was. The few people glanced at him for a fleeting moment before going back t o their business.

He approached the receptionist after he had finished admiring the lobby. The lobby was luxurious and d elicately designed, but it couldn‘t compete with the Reid Mansion. When compared to his grandfather‘s house, everything seemed subpar. It made him wonder how much money his grandfather had spent to make his mansion more luxurious than the lobby of the Dragon Estate‘s most expensive residence.

When the female receptionist noticed Darius approaching her, she cast a glance his way. The first thing she did was scan his outfit, which she did while smiling broadly. Her smile, however, froze when she saw his outfit.

Despite the fact that Darius was tall and handsome, with broad shoulders and a well developed body, t he outfit he wore was very plain in comparison to the outfits of the people who usually visited the Dragon L ord‘s Imperial Residence.

Her evaluation of Darius instantly dropped to an all time low. She concluded that he was probably here to vi sit someone who lived here as there was no way such a person could afford the cheapest apartment here. Darius was o blivious of her thoughts as he walked up to her. He had no way of knowing what was going through her mind. “Hello. May I speak with the manager of this residence?” Darius inquired. The receptionist ignore d Darius like he didn’t even exist. What a joke. Meet the manager? As plainly dressed as he was? Who did he think he was to demand a meeting with the manager? Who did he think he was to request a mee ting with the boss? Even reputable visitors were not guaranteed meetings with the manager, let alone a no–name stranger.

When a minute passed and the receptionist did not respond to his question, he assumed she had not h eard him correctly. He repeated his question to her as politely as he could.

“Hello. May I speak with the manager of this residence?” Darius inquired once more, raising his voice s o that the receptionist could hear him clearly.

The receptionist finally responded to Darius. She could no longer ignore him now that he had made his v

“Do you have an appointment with the manager?” The receptionist asked bluntly. Darius frowned at the to be polite? Why was the lady being rude to him?

“I don‘t, but–” Darius began to explain, but was abruptly cut off by the receptionist.

“I‘m sorry, but unless you have an appointment with the manager, you are not permitted to see her.” The

Darius scowled once more when he saw how rudely she was treating him, but he kept his cool and ignored her

“Okay. Could you please inform her that Darius Reid has arrived and wishes to see her?” Darius inquired.

“As I previously stated, you are not permitted to see the manager unless you have an appointment with next time.” The receptionist responded angrily. Darius glared at the receptionist for a few seconds when he heard her reply. He couldn‘t believe the attitude of the recept

It was understandable that she did not want him to meet with the manager because he had not schedule

Darius didn‘t need anybody to tell him that the receptionist was looking down on him. He had spent so many years at the bottom of the society to not be able to kno by the receptionist‘s demeanor, took his phone from his pocket and dialed Bruce‘s number.Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.