The Consortium's Heir novel Chapter 171

Chapter 171

Darius heard the woman’s breathing speed up even more, showing her nervousness. He looked pleased with himself, and he stood up straighter. “I’m also guessing that she’s quite pretty and has blond hair. She’s probably also wearing a white lace mask.”

The woman heard this. She wondered how he could tell what her hair was like from this angle and whether she’d accidentally left a strand behind. She was so focused on this train of thought that she didn’t register what he’d said about the mask.

By the time she did, it was too late. The curtains before her were suddenly drawn, and her mind went blank.

It was good that Darius had prepared for this situation–the woman let go of the window and started falling from the twenty–eighth floor.

Fortunately for her, Darius caught her and dragged her back up into the office. The sudden rippling of his muscles made his brand–new shirt tear open.

When the woman fell to the floor, her chest pressed against his bare arm, and her top was extremely low- cut. She learned this trick through her experience as a thief–if she were to get caught, she could pretend to be someone’s lover and buy herself some time to escape. It had worked like magic in the past.

However, she never expected to actually have physical contact with anyone. She was quick on her feet and learned how to run away as quickly as possible. This was why it had never occurred to her that something like this could happen. Now, she felt both angry and sad.

Someone had touched her where they weren’t supposed to, and it was only right for her to give them a tight slap in return. Unfortunately, this wasn’t something she could do at the moment because Darius was the one who’d saved her from falling to her death.

There was no way she could treat her savior like that. She tried to think of her next move.

To Darius, however, the woman was probably so terrified that she didn’t know what to say. When he saw how dazed she was, he said, “So, what do you think? I’m a pretty good guesser, aren’t I?”

An ugly look crept onto the woman’s face because he was right. She couldn’t accept it and didn’t know what to say.

Darius continued, “Since you don’t know where to start, I’ll go first. You took the plaque in my office, right? Your first move should’ve been to remove it from your pocket.”

The woman didn’t know how Darius knew about this. Her fear grew, and she remained silent. Until now, she still couldn’t understand how he’d caught her.

Of course, there was no way she’d even be able to guess the true reason. Her teacher was from a mysterious land, and she refused to believe that there was anyone better than her in terms of noticing and controlling one’s breathing and actions.