The Consortium’s Heir by Benjamin_Jnr

Chapter 33 When the manager of the Dragon Lord‘s Imperial Residence heard Mr. Bruce‘s threat, she

was completely taken aback. He had repeatedly informed her that an extremely important guest would

be arriving and that she should treat him with the utmost respect, but she had no idea that the guest had

already arrived. If she had, she would have dropped what she was doing and attended to the guest

immediately!

Even though she was the manager of Dragon Lord‘s Imperial Residence, she had witnessed how Mr.

Bruce treated those who were obviously superior to her. If Bruce could treat the people superior to her

like ants, how important was the person who Mr. Bruce himself had referred to as an extremely important

guest?

without any delay the manager stood up, picked her phone and ran out of her office. She had to make

amends for her actions no matter what otherwise she would have to face the brunt of Mr. Bruce‘s anger!

Meanwhile, in the lobby of the Dragon Lord‘s Imperial Residence, the receptionist was glaring at Darius

with great contempt. She found his attitude to be unbelievable.

Darius certainly appeared to be a well–to–do person now that he had changed his poor clothes for very

decent ones, but his outfit was still considerably below that of the people who usually visited the

residence; therefore he was no one important in the eyes of the receptionist.

Now such an unimportant person had demanded a meeting with the manager of this imperial residence,

like as if he owned the place. To make matters worse, he had not even booked an appointment with the

manager yet!

As if that wasn‘t enough, the shameless stranger had made a phone call demanding the person on the

other end of the line to inform the manager of his presence and tell her to meet with him. He even added

that he was in a hurry!

She couldn‘t believe the level of shamelessness one had to have to pull off such a stunt. It was beyond

her comprehension. There was simply no way this stranger could be so important that the manager

herself would have to meet him in person. Besides, she had seen several people who were important

and she was sure that this stranger was not one of them.

She was about to call the security personnel to chase Darius out of the building when someone rushed

into the lobby.

Darius and the receptionist both looked in the direction the person was coming from. The receptionist

saw that the figure looked very familiar but she couldn‘t tell who the person was because of the distance

between them.

Only when the person approach her did the receptionist recognize who she was. It was none other than

the manager of the Dragon Lord‘s Imperial Residence herself!

The receptionist was stunned! They rarely saw the manager of the Dragon Lord‘s Imperial Residence

except at official events and ceremonies involving the residence. What was she doing here? Wasn‘t she

supposed to be preoccupied with matters pertaining to the residence?!

The manager rushed up to where Darius was and the receptionist standing behind the counter

and asked in an urgent tone. “Has someone named Darius Reid come here to look for me?” the manager

inquired, staring directly at the receptionist. “Darius Reid?” the receptionist asked. She had certainly

heard that name before. Almost immediately, Darius‘ handsome face popped up in her mind. It was as if

Darius was reading her mind, because as soon as his face flashed through her mind, a male voice

sounded in the lobby. “That would be me.” Darius spoke up, Darius spoke up, his gaze drifting to the

manager.

The manager instantly turned to face Darius. The moment she did however, she was rendered

speechless.

Mr. Bruce had mentioned an important guest therefore she expected the guest to be someone who was

either middle aged or older than Mr. Bruce himself. However that wasn‘t the case! The guest she was

told to entertain was someone who looked to be in his early twenties. That wasn‘t the only thing. Not only

was he very young, he was very handsome too!

The manager immediately bowed her head to Darius. Now wasn‘t the time to be smitten by his looks.

This was someone who was unreachable to her and also someone she had to please at all costs.

“Welcome to Dragon Lord‘s Imperial Residence, Mr. Reid. It‘s an honor to meet you sir.” The manager

said in a very polite tone. “Hm. Are you the manager of this residence?” Darius inquired casually.

“Yes sir. I am the manager of this residence.” The manager answered as politely as ever.

Darius nodded lightly. The receptionist on the other hand wasn‘t finding the situation interesting at all!

She knew that she was in deep trouble!

The moment she saw the manager rush into the lobby looking very flustered just a few minutes after

Darius ended his phone call, she knew that Darius was no ordinary person. After all, no ordinary person

could make the manager of the Dragon Lord‘s Imperial Residence come down so quickly!

The receptionist immediately turned to Darius, a pleading expression on her face. She hoped that Darius

would take the hint and not mention her rude behavior to the manager. Unfortunately, Darius did the

exact opposite of what she wanted him to do. “I see. Then you should keep a close eye on your

employees, shouldn‘t you?” Darius inquired, his voice darkening as his gaze shifted from the manager to

the receptionist. The manager took note of the change in Darius‘ voice and also shifted her gaze to the

receptionist.

“What do you mean by that, Mr. Reid?” the manager asked, moving her gaze away from the receptionist

and back to Darius.

Darius smirked.

“Well, I told the receptionist here thirty minutes ago to notify you of my presence, but she

didn‘t. She was also very rude to me, a visitor here. If she treats other guests here in this manner, it

would be detrimental to the residence‘s image, wouldn‘t it?” Darius questioned, maintaining eye contact

with the receptionist.

The manager‘s demeanor instantly changed when she heard Darius‘ question. She shifted her gaze

back to the receptionist and stared at her deeply before asking in a dangerously low voice. “Is this true,

Miss Maureen?”