The Consortium's Heir novel Chapter 32

Chapter 32 The receptionist looked at Darius with contempt. She didn‘t understand what he was trying to do? Was he intending to use his phone to make a call as a display of his strength? Darius noticed her contemptuous expression but ignored her. The phone rang only once before Bruce picked up the phone call.

“Young Master Reid! Is everything alright Young Master?!” Bruce inquired anxiously.

“Yes. Everything is alright.” Darius replied in a reassuring tone.

Bruce let out an audible sigh of relief on the other end of the phone. The young master was alright “If everything is alright then why did you call Young Master Reid?” Bruce asked; confusion evident in his voice.

“Hm. I‘m currently at the Dragon Lord‘s Imperial Residence, and the receptionist has refused me a meeting with the residence‘s manager. Could you please notify the manager that I am waiting for her in the lobby?” Darius inquired cheerfully, his gaze fixed on the receptionist as he spoke.

“How dare she?! She‘ll be there at once. Please exercise some patience young master.” Bruce said in a pleading voice.

Darius nodded softly as he spoke to Bruce on the other end of the phone, unaware of the storm he had just sparked. “Alright. Tell her to hurry. I don‘t have all day.” Darius added. “Certainly, Young Master Reid. Please forgive me.” Bruce responded with a firm tone before hanging up the phone. Bruce shouted angrily as soon as he was certain the phone call was over. He was absolutely enraged! How dare they treat a member of the Reid family like a common guest?! Were the Dragon Lord‘s Imperial Residence‘s employees planning to die?

Would they have been the best apartment complex in Dragon Estate if the Reid consortium hadn‘t stepped in when they needed it the most?

Or did they forget who owned 95% of the shares of Dragon Estate itself?

Making a member of the Reid family unable to meet with a mere manager because of a receptionist? And not just any member, but the new head of the Reid consortium himself? He would give the manager a piece of his mind!

He dialed the number of the manager of the Dragon Lord‘s Imperial Residence, still enraged from the phone call with Darius.

[Dragon Lord‘s Imperial Residence: Manager‘s office]

The manager, a stunning woman in her late thirties, sat behind a brown mahogany desk,

WUIKIUS VIL JIBDET ol documents. Every month, the profits from the Dragon Lord‘s Imperial Residence were absolutely astounding

One quick glance revealed a number of documents stacked on top of the table. It was no wonder that she didn‘t meet with just anybody. She had so much work waiting for her that she was unable to toss them aside just for the sake of socializing,