The Consortium's Heir
The Consortium’s Heir By Benjamin Jnr Chapter 41

Chapter 41 The days flew past with him lazing about. He was enjoying the features of his apartment a little too much. He had never been so relaxed in his life before.

He had watched movies in his private movie theatre, something he didn't usually have the luxury of doing due to his very busy part time works schedule, drank wine while watching various streams on Groove with classical music playing in the background, and ate dinner in his balcony while overseeing the whole of Dragon Estate. Life was truly relaxing these past few days.

He didn't just laze about however. His grandfather had called him several times and reminded him of his duties. Therefore he took some time to study the documents his grandfather sent him about the Reid consortium.

There were also discussions and rumors about his message to attend the charity gala. Despite sending his message to the main chat and informing them about his decision to attend the charity gala, many people still found it unbelievable.

Darius was a well known peasant and the events and embarrassment he went through at the last gala was still fresh in everyone's mind. It was the main reason why they found his decision to attend the gala unbelievable.

Darius of course paid such rumors and discussions no mind, ignoring them completely. He was only focused on the things he deemed important.

Just like that, several days passed and it was the now the day of the gala.

Darius woke up early as usual. He took a quick shower and had a light breakfast. This time around he wasn't dressed in a bathrobe so the waitress who delivered his breakfast to him had a bit of reprieve. He checked his phone and saw that the time for the charity gala had been fixed for 7 pm. He looked at the time on the antique clock in his bedroom and saw that it was 9 am, which meant that he had over nine hours left before the gala begun.

He sighed. There were some things he needed to do before he could say that he was ready for the gala.

He had to visit the hair salon. His hair was a mess. He couldn't go to the gala with his hair looking rough. He had decided to show up in style therefore he needed to look very classy.

With those thoughts in mind, Darius headed out of his residence. He dressed casually as usual, but this time his steps had a different vibe to it. Maybe it was because he had accepted his identity as the head of a consortium and no longer planned to suppress it, his steps seemed way confident than usual.

He walked confidently to his private garage after exiting his elevator. He contemplated for a few moments on which cars to choose to drive to salon with, and ended up choosing the Lamborghini. He decided to reserve the Bugatti for the charity gala. He got into his Lamborghini and drove out of the garage, entering the main street. He drove

speedily to his destination which was the hair salon.

His Lamborghini was naturally a very eye catching and expensive car, so when such a car pulled into the parking lot of the hair salon, everyone instantly focused their attention on the

car.

They were even more shocked when Darius alighted from the car. The owner of the car didn't seem to be older than 20 years of age! How could such a young person afford such an expensive car?!

Darius ignored the stares he got from the onlookers and walked straight to the receptionist behind the counter. There he purchased the membership card meant for VIPs and booked a session with the best hai stylist they had.

The hair stylist was usually very busy and picky with her customers, but when she heard from the receptionist that the customer had arrived in a car worth millions of dollars, she instantly agreed to have a session with the customer.

After a few minutes, Darius was in a private room with the said hair stylist. This time around it took longer for Darius hair to be done. As someone who was always very busy, apart from the basic hair routines he carried out he didn't do anything else to his hair.

After a few hours, the hair stylist was done. When Darius looked into the mirror to observe the changes to his hair, he was rendered speechless by what he saw.

His hair looked so different from before. It was now completely black and had a very nice sheen to it! Not only that, his hair was styled differently from the way he usually styled it. This style accentuated his handsomeness even more!

Darius thanked the hair stylist sincerely for his actions and even gave her a very generous tip, after which he exited the salon.

When he got back to his apartment, there was a delicate wrapped box on the table in his living room. Curious, he picked up the wrapped box and opened it. Inside the box was an extremely eye catching diamond wristwatch. Beside the wristwatch was a note. Darius brought out the note from the box and read it. Accept this gift young master Reid. I'm sure that you will need it very much tonight.' - Bruce.

He smiled warmly after reading the note. Bruce was certainly very thoughtful otherwise why would he send him such a wonderful gift?

Darius however underestimated the value of the wristwatch. It was a very rare Rolex wristwatch that Bruce had purchased for at an auction for over 20 million dollars!

If Darius had known how much the wrist watch cost, then he would have surely berated Bruce for buying him such an expensive gift! He took a shower and dressed up. When he took a look at the mirror he was shocked at what he saw. He could barely recognize himself.

The three piece suit he wore was a very classy one which looked magnificent on him, hugging his muscles just in the right places. The shoes that he wore also were a perfect match for the suit, and to top it all his hair had gone through major changes, making him look way more

handsome than he was before. He went straight to his private garage and got into his Bugatti before driving off.

As he drove, there was a cold smile on his face. He was going to give his classmates the shock of their lives.

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