Chapter 126:
To her, Darren was nothing more than a weak and foolish man. Any debts she once owed to the Griffiths family had long been settled. Their wealth in Klathe meant nothing to her now.
“What did you just say?” Darren’s pride was immediately wounded by her familiar arrogance. He had endured her sharp words before, but now, knowing she was no longer part of the Reed family, his irritation grew. What right did a maid have to look down on him?
His expression darkened. “Do you think I won’t have security throw you out right now?”
“Already upset?” Elena’s demeanor was the epitome of calm, a sharp contrast to Darren’s growing frustration.
With deliberate slowness, Elena sliced through Darren’s inflated ego. “Not once have you bested me. Did you honestly think my departure from the Reed family would change my feelings toward you? Darren, you’re truly pathetic. Even you know that aside from your family background, you have nothing to offer. Your self-assurance is quite comical.”
Elena, standing over 5’6″, possessed a slender grace that made her appear almost statuesque compared to other women. Darren, at nearly 6’1″, usually stood out in any gathering. Yet, despite his physical advantage, he seemed to shrink in Elena’s presence.
Elena’s biting remarks drew chuckles from the men around Darren, who relished the unfolding drama.
“What’s the matter, Darren? She seems to hold you in low regard.”
“Did she just reduce you to an average Joe? Are you just going to accept that?”
These men, wealthy second-generation heirs from Klathe, eagerly fanned the flames of the confrontation. With the Griffiths Group planning a move to Klathe, these individuals formed the core of Darren’s social circle.
Darren knew better than to upset them, so he redirected his irritation toward Elena. “Elena, enough with your absurdities!” He scowled. “Apologize now, and I might overlook what you’ve just said. Otherwise…”
“Otherwise, what?” Elena remained unshaken. She guessed Sylvia had not disclosed her real identity to Darren, which indicated Sylvia’s own uncertainties.
Caught off guard, Darren struggled to find a response. He realized he had no real leverage against Elena. However, with the influential men present, he felt compelled to assert his authority to maintain his reputation in Klathe.
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Considering Elena just a lowly maid, Darren decided it was time for a lesson. “Security.” He signaled, lifting his hand.
It was obvious to the security guards that Darren’s company consisted of affluent heirs, prompting them to respond promptly and advance.
Darren targeted Elena with his accusation. “Why is this individual allowed inside? Are you aware of who she is? Merely a maid! What sort of riffraff is permitted to share the air with me? Remove her at once!”
His expression was smug, as though he believed he owned the place. He seemed unaware that maids, like security personnel, deserved the same respect as anyone else.
The security guard hesitated, and Darren’s patience wore thin. “Didn’t you hear me? Get her out now!”
Just as the security was about to intervene, Lydia returned from her phone call and rushed to Elena’s side, noticing the commotion. Lydia asked, “Elena, what’s happening here? Why is he causing trouble?”
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