Inherit Billions

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Bruce paused for a moment. When he turned, he spotted Orion standing there. Bruce's expression shifting multiple times.

He had no idea how long Orion had been waiting.

In just a few strides, Orion was in front of him, staring at the dazed and intoxicated Seraphina in Bruce's arms. His face was incredibly cold, especially those deep, dark eyes, swirling with barely controlled emotion.

Bruce, who was still struggling to find his footing in the modeling world after tagging along with Sarah, was no match for Orion in any sense.

No matter how unwilling Bruce was to let go of the woman in his arms, he had no choice but to release

her.

But it stung. It stung badly.

His face, too, had gone stiff and cold.

"Mr. Dros, her brother is on his way to take her home. Bruce muttered, clearly not ready to let Orion take Seraphina away just like that.

"I said, let her go." Orion's voice was ice-cold, leaving no room for negotiation.

His frosty gaze swept over Bruce, his presence exuding an innate nobility and superiority that made the gap between them painfully obvious without a word.

Bruce's face tightened. Albert stepped forward.

"Bruce, just let Ms. Cross sit on the couch to wait," Albert said, gesturing to the lounge area not far away.

Bruce hesitated for a second, then started toward the sofa when a sudden gust of force knocked him back. His arms were suddenly empty. The unexpected push sent him stumbling two steps backward, his face pale with shock. Seraphina effortlessly tumbled into Orion's embrace, untouched by the sudden movement.

Orion's warning and disdain, which reflected in the dark depths of his eyes. That glance sent a chill down Bruce's spine.

There had been no time to react; Orion had already taken Seraphina and turned to leave.

Bruce stood frozen, his expression ashen, his whole body tense with defeat.

Albert sighed as he observed the situation. Though still young, he had been in the industry long enough to understand certain things more clearly than others.

In front of Orion, almost no one stood a chance.

"Bruce, just let Olivia know," Albert said softly.

Orion gently placed Seraphina in the back seat of his car, frowning as the strong smell of alcohol reached

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Still, he carefully brushed the loose strands of hair from her forehead before sitting next to her. He stared out at the dim yellow streetlights passing by in the thick night air, their light reflecting his own quiet loneliness. He only dared to hold her hand when she was drunk-when she couldn't pull away.

Seraphina's breathing was even and calm, and no one would have the heart to disturb her.

Orion glanced toward the club's entrance, where Bruce still stood. His gaze was hardened. A small-time actor like that dares to fight for Seraphina with him?

Ridiculous. He had overestimated himself.

Less than twenty minutes passed before someone knocked on the car window.

As Orion looked up. Seraphina stirred awake.

She scanned her surroundings in confusion as she tried to figure out why she was there.

When she saw Orion, she froze for a moment, frowning deeply.

"What are you doing here?"

Orion's tone was calm as he explained, "Just passing by after wrapping up a business meeting.

Seraphina, still trying to remember how she ended up in Orion's car, felt a wave of confusion wash over her.

She couldn't remember any of it.

Orion noticed her puzzled look and lied smoothly.

He said, "You insisted on entering after I got out of the car. I couldn't stop you."

"That's ridiculous!"

Seraphina's reaction was immediate and strong.

Orion silently stared at her, his gaze unwavering.

He asked, "There's a camera in the car. Do you want to watch it?"

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Seraphina stayed quiet for a few seconds, her certainty faltering as Orion's self-assured tone made her doubt herself. Could it really be true?

Did I get so drunk that I couldn't tell a friend from foe?

Her resolve softened instantly.

"No need for all that trouble. I was probably drunk, and I just wanted to throw up in your car."

Orion's mouth twitched, his chest tightening with frustration. He didn't even know how to respond to that.

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Before he could say anything. Seraphina added, "Even my drunk self hates you. You better stay far away from me in the future."

Orion hadn't yet recovered from her words when someone impatiently knocked on the car window again.

Seraphina glanced outside, then quickly got out of the car and headed straight for Justin's car.

A mix of indifference and disdain framed Justin's devastatingly handsome face.

"Mr. Dros, are you really that free? Seraphina goes out for drinks, and you can't help but hover around like a shadow?"

Orion cast a brief glance in Seraphina's direction before slowly turning back, his voice low and cold.

"She was drinking with over a dozen men. Aren't you worried?"

Justin let out a soft, mocking laugh.

"Worried? Why? My sister can drink with as many people as she likes. After all, behind every successful woman are at least a dozen men fading into the background."