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The Consortium’s Heir by Benjamin_Jnr

Chapter 179
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The Consortium’s Heir Chapter 179

Pearl wasn’t sure whether she’d guessed correctly. She stood up and walked to the study, seeing Darius‘

fingers flew over the keyboard so quickly that she could barely see them.

She leaned against the door, unable to stop herself from laughing “Do you need my help? I’m willing to

help you because of the favor you did the Chamberlain family.”

The only reply she got was the clicking of the keyboard’s keys. Darius didn’t even spare her a glance, let

alone answer her. It made her feel a little awkward.

She finally walked over to him. She looked at the monitor and said, “To repay your kindness, I’ll stay here

with you until you’re done with your dissertation.”

Only then did Darius look up at her, his eyes frosty. “I’m busy now, so please remain silent. Otherwise, I

can’t guarantee I’ll be as mild–mannered as I am right now.”

This was the first time someone had spoken to her like that. A hint of displeasure flashed across her

face, but it quickly disappeared. If she were in his shoes, she’d be annoyed too.

She watched as he flipped through one of the books at top speed. He was going to reach the last page.

soon. She stepped forward and grabbed the book he would need next, then placed it on the desk and

pulled the book he was currently reading out of his hands once he was done with the last page.

At first, Darius wasn’t happy with this. However, he raised an eyebrow when he saw that the book that

had been placed on the desk was the one he wanted to read next.

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“How did you know I was going to go for this book?”

“Well, I’m a student too, and I have exemplary grades.” When these words were out of her mouth, she

realized who she was talking to. Darius was at the top of their class!

She shut her mouth and silently watched as Darius rushed through his dissertation, occasionally helping

him switch books or getting him water.

When it was just past 1.00 am, he heard his phone ring, but he didn’t even flinch. He didn’t even look

away from his book, merely saying calmly, “Pearl, answer the phone.”

Pearl didn’t even know when she’d fallen asleep. Her eyes shot open when she heard Darius‘ voice, and

she answered the phone before she realized what was happening.

“Hello, this is Pearl Chamberlain.” Then, she was answered by a long silence.

The fog in her mind slowly started to clear, and she realized something–she was at Darius‘ apartment,

and she’d answered his phone! So, she hurried to explain herself, but before she could say anything, the

voice of someone old rang out on the other end of the line.

“Did I call the wrong number?”

“No, you didn’t.”

The old voice said, “He brought a woman home with him, and he’s still awake at this hour?”

Pearl quickly said, “No, sir, that’s not it. I’m just here to help Darius.”

Darius heard what was going on in the living room and stopped typing. He walked into the living room

and saw Pearl looking panicked. He held out his hand, palm facing up.

“Give me the phone.”

Pearl jumped when she heard his voice. She didn’t expect him to come out here. Of course, this thought

didn’t linger in her mind for long. Soon, she would be filled with regret because of Darius‘ following

words.

“Grandpa, it’s Darius.” His gaze landed on her.

She understood that he was telling her to leave. So, she walked into the study and shut the door before

sitting on the chair. It was still warm, making her blush.

Darius sat on the sofa in the living room while speaking to his grandfather.

“Grandpa, it’s not what you think. I gave her family enough money to make them as wealthy as they used

to be, so she wanted to repay me out of gratitude. I forgot that class was resuming tomorrow–no, today-

and that I had yet to finish my dissertation.”

Darius felt at ease now that he’d explained himself. He didn’t know whether his grandfather would

believe him, but it was true.

He only truly relaxed when James said, “I hope that you don’t repeat this mistake and try your best to

complete your studies. At the same time, don’t forget about your duty as the master of the Reid

Consortium.”

“Yes, Grandpa. I understand.” Darius nodded.

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James added, “I’ll have Bruce whip something up for you so that you don’t starve.” After that, he hung

up.

Darius put the phone down when he heard the dial tone. He returned to the study and saw Pearl sitting

on the chair next to his with her head on the desk. She’d fallen asleep. He narrowed his eyes and walked

over to the desk, saying, “Pearl, I think you can head home.”

This woke her up again, and she looked at him blankly. Her mind only started to operate when he sat

down next to her because she smelled his cologne. It made her feel clean and happy.

Now that she was completely awake, she realized what Darius had said and what she’d been thinking of

earlier. She suddenly blushed and shot to her feet, covering her face with her hands. She was worried

that he would see right through her.

At the same time, she stole a glance at him. Unfortunately for her, she was in for a disappointment.

Darius wasn’t looking at her at all–he was busy working on his dissertation.

Soon, however, she composed herself. She was only here to repay Darius‘ kindness.

She knew Darius didn’t want to be disturbed at the moment, so she used her actions to reject his earlier

suggestion. He saw this, but he didn’t do anything. He was completely focused on the book in front of

him.

When he inished, a new one appeared before him. He turned to Pearl and said, “I know this is tough on

you. I can finish my dissertation…”

He was interrupted by someone knocking on the door, and she hurried out of the study. She didn’t want

to hear him tell her to leave again.

After all, she’d already been rejected several times, and her dignity was hanging by a thread.