The Consortium’s Heir by Benjamin_Jnr

Chapter 305

However, just as Maurice was about to say the word, he paused before shaking his head.

Edward raised both brows in confusion, not expecting this to happen. Immediately after, his brows

furrowed tightly, and he wanted to ask why. That was when Edward caught sight of a hinting look from

Darius.

He immediately fell silent but secretly panicked, unable to hide the growing anxiety in his eyes as he

stared at the blond boy.

Maurice's gaze was downcast, his fingers twiddling while tears brimmed in his eyes. He willed himself

to hold his breath. Not wanting anyone to see him break down, he kept his head down.

Still, he replied loudly, "That's a huge decision. Before I decide, I have to ask my adoptive mother's

opinion."

He then raised his head and no longer concealed his emotions, earnestly saying, "It doesn't matter how

she treated me before. Without her, I might not have survived until now. Plus, she’s given me plenty of

financial aid throughout my life. I never expected her to treat me like her actual son. Thus, I think the

life she's given me is pretty decent, even if you disagree."

His two hands had fallen to his sides, fists still coiled tight. Unwavering determination gleamed in his

eyes that now focused on Darius.

In response, Darius cocked a brow. He then shifted his attention to Edward, stating, "You'll be

responsible for everything associated with this child in the future."

He did not waste his breath on Maurice after that because Austin had crawled some distance away and

was nearing the latter’s car. Darius tilted his head to stretch it before sauntering toward Austin.

Not a shred of fear appeared on Austin's face when he heard footsteps approaching him from behind.

His hands were already touching the sides of his car, after all. He figured he could flee as long as he

got into the driver's seat now.

Yet, just as he grabbed the door handle, he felt a blow getting dealt to his back. He then fell to the

ground with his back facing upward again.

There was no escaping, even if his hand was already touching his car seat; the wound on his chest

prevented it, and now that he got kicked again, he could barely breathe. Austin wanted to beg for

mercy, but his attack did not allow him to speak.

"I've already given you plenty of time to get away earlier. Yet, it's remarkable that even after this long

period, you barely even made it into your car. That just shows you're not someone who cares about

family," Darius’ voice rang out.

While massaging his temples, he continued, "This entire matter revolves around the Anderson family. I

initially planned to pretend I didn’t know anything, but I never imagined we would meet in such a way.

Since you’ve taken an opposing stance against me before anything has even begun, you're now a risk

I'm willing to take, regardless of whatever happens in the future. The concept is simple. I'm sure you

understand."

Fear caused his eyes to widen, and a tremor spread throughout his body. He quickly shook his head,

murmuring, "l-l won't! Please! I swear I won't go against you if you let me off the hook today."

"It’s too late for that now,” said Darius, whose head shook. "I already know you well enough. Our

interaction today has given me plenty of intel on your character, even more than I received in my

investigation."

Austin lay on the ground. Disbelief coated his massive eyes as he gawked at the former.

Tve wasted more than enough time on you at this point. You should be grateful for my patience,”

Darius continued. A blank look settled on his face, allowing a calm aura to radiate from his body.

Beneath him, Austin gritted his teeth as bitter rage thrummed in his veins. Still, he knew there was

saving himself now, so he stopped resisting; every muscle in his body relaxed.

He flopped on the ground but still asked, "I’m curious. Since you’ve already decided what to do, why

have you come to tell me this now? I doubt it's random-you must have a motive."

Darius' brow raised, then he flashed a slight smile while nodding. "Indeed, you guessed correctly.

Before I got off the car earlier, I found some information I believe will pique your interest. It's about how

your birth parents switched yours and the real son of William Anderson's places.

That’s why you bear the Anderson family name today.”

His voice was neutral the entire time. Following that, he reached behind him while turning to look at

Maurice. While doing so, he said to Austin," Although you’re slightly idiotic, I believe you should be able

to understand me at this point."

Austin's eyes looked like they were about to pop out of their sockets. He whipped his head around to

lock eyes with Maurice, who beamed innocently under the sun. Next to Maurice was Edward, who the

former nearly killed earlier.

The two were merrily discussing something. It almost seemed like a heartwarming scene from a movie.

The sight set off a bout of jealousy in Austin’s eyes. Although everyone would agree the two looked

happy, he felt Maurice was undeserving of any happy ending. His eyes darkened grimly with every

growing second.

Darius smirked, raising a brow in amusement at that situation while commenting, "I'm very much

surprised by your current expression."

Austin did not think Darius would speak again. After all, he assumed the latter was dead set on killing

him then and there, so terror shrouded his face. Austin clambered to his knees, his eyes darting toward

Darius’ direction.

He could barely hide the grueling pain he was in at that moment. Even though Austin could not

breathe, he refused to believe that was the end. He ignored the sharp pain to point at Maurice, then

back at himself.

"You're saying someone switched his and my places when we were children?"