Inherit Billions

You Snapped a Photo?

Orion walked away, leaving Lucius with a bewildered expression facing a pack of hungry wolves.

The tension inside him snapped!

He felt like Olivia and her crew were ready to devour him alive!

Cr*p!

Orion had gone!

What happened to the brotherhood they had spoken about?

Feeling utterly helpless, he looked at the people in front of him, biting his lip and swallowing his pride. “Can you let me off this me?”

In perfect harmony, they all responded, “Absolutely not!”

Downstairs.

Seraphina slipped out from a side door where nobody was watching, having just texted her big brother. His driver should be here soon. She also sent a WhatsApp message to Olivia.

“Seraphina…”

Orion’s raspy voice halted her in her track

Outside the side door, a looming, shadowy figure lingered. Seraphina hesitated momentarily, then swiftly assumed a guarded demeanour.

Noting her transformation, Orion’s expression softened a bit.

“What’s on your mind, Mr. Dros?”

The illumination from the side entrance was dim, stretching the shadows of the pair. He advanced, and she retreated, marking a distinct boundary.

Orion grinned, tossing his lit cigarette away, and moved closer, his gaze fixed on her.

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Seraphina cast her eyes downward, let out a soft chuckle, and then quickly wiped away the smile. Her demeanour shifted to a chilly distance, with a trace of mockery glimmering in her gaze.

“No worries. Just make sure your family’s okay.”

The apologies needed go way beyond the restaurant incident.

She couldn’t care less now.

Orion’s forehead creased slightly, ready to speak up when a wild scream burst from the doorway. His attention shifted, catching Lucius sprinting out, hands covering his face, stark naked. His voice, full of shame and desperation, rang out, “I won’t give up!”

As he approached, a sudden flash of light startled him, halting him next to Orion and Seraphina. His face flushed with embarrassment and anger, his arms shaking as he accused Seraphina, tears on the brink.

“You … you snapped a photo?”

With a sense of contentment, Seraphina examined the image on her phone. It was crisp and impeccably framed, the perspective spot-on.

A smirk played across her lips as she daringly glanced at Lucius.

“Lucius, it’d be a waste not to immortalize this remarkable moment. I intentionally waited for you here.”

She anticipated that Lucius wouldn’t dare exit through the main door, and the side exit was his only option.

“You … you …”

Lucius was too furious to articulate, his arms folded tightly across his chest …

Seraphina’s expression grew icy, her words stern. “Try provoking me again, and I’ll spread this picture everywhere!”

Was she still the naive girl she was three years ago?

Who dared to challenge her authority?

As soon as she turned, there stood the Sivelle driver at the crossroad, courteously bowing, waiting for her to finish up.

Without a glance at Orion, Seraphina walked past him and slid into the opulent Sivelle car. It glided away, vanishing from view before Orion could turn around.

Oddly, when Seraphina confronted the exposed Lucius, she threatened and taunted him with a steady demeanour, showing no hint of hesitation. Orion felt a twinge of discomfort.

But thinking back on tonight, from the violin performance on stage to the dice game, the once straightforward and unassuming Seraphina suddenly seemed like a different person. Her every move was a mystery, wrapped in an enigma, making it harder and harder to figure her out. This left Orion feeling a bit on edge.

Spotting Lucius gazing at Seraphina’s retreating figure, Orion instinctively furrowed his brow. Without a second thought, he tossed his coat over Lucius. “Come on, do you want to make more of a scene?”

Without hesitation, Lucius covered his face with the coat and hurried into the car, declaring, “Let’s go! It seems I’ve been beaten by your ex-wife today!”