"And that would make me seem like a fool." Darius flexed his neck. "I'm about to do something I don't like because of you. How do you think that's gonna work out for you?" He put his hands behind his back, looking mocking.

An ugly look crept onto Blake's face. He glared at Darius and snarled, "What's that supposed to mean?"

Darius shrugged. "Nothing much. I've already made myself clear. If this security guard can't answer me, death is the only thing that awaits him. You can go ahead and fire him, of course. But I guarantee he won't be able to find another job in this city. That won't happen for as long as I hold the Reid Consortium's shares!"

Darius' firm attitude made Blake look murderous. His breathing sped up as he glared daggers at Darius. "Do you realize what you're saying? Do you even know what you're doing? You're humiliating yourself by acting like this!"

"I know nothing about that." Darius shook his head. "Whatever you expect to see in the heir to the Reid Consortium has noth