Chapter 520 He Would Never Bow to William
The atmosphere inside the car became thick with tension.
Seraphina tried to pull her hand away, but Qrion tightened his grip immediately.
His hand felt as solid and unyielding as a wall!
His fingers were long and slender, his knuckles sharp, and the heat from his touch was intense against her cool skin. He obviously didn’t want to let her go.
Emotions that had been buried deep within him began to surface. His gaze Tocked onto Seraphina with an intensity that felt almost unbearable.
“I’m sorry…
His voice was rough and full of regret.
There were so many things he could have said, but all of them seemed to condense into those three simple words.
He never intended to hurt her. His only desire was to protect her.
But someone had used his own hand to cause her pain, and that guilt hit him harder than any physical wound could.
That was why he hadn’t allowed the PR team to act right away–he wanted to give Seraphina the space to express her anger.
Seraphina was momentarily taken aback by the raw emotion in his eyes, but she quickly masked her surprise, replacing it with a cold indifference.
She yanked her hand back, grabbed a tissue from the box on the seat, and started wiping her fingers slowly, deliberately.
Orion’s dark eyes grew even darker, his lashes lowering as Inherit Billions
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The younger woman stepped forward, her voice shaky as she struggled to maintain control.
“That’s him! He’s the one who killed my father, and then he came after me to threaten me!” She cried, pointing at the man with trembling hands.
A murmur of unease spread through the crowd of reporters, and the man in the baseball cap tensed, clearly alarmed. His accomplices, sensing the shift in the atmosphere, began to retreat quickly.
Before they could escape, Thomas and his men moved swiftly to block their path.
Although the press conference had spiraled into chaos, it was clear that the reporters were still captivated by the dramatic accusations from the grieving families
None of them noticed that Orion had already crouched down to lift Seraphina, quietly escorting her away from the scene.
By the time anyone realized what had happened, they had disappeared from view.
Seraphina buried her face in his chest, inhaling his rich, calming sense while experiencing an overwhelming unease.
She longed to shout, but the reporters were everywhere, and she knew the consequences would be far too
great.
Once they were outside, she squirmed in his hold, desperate to free herself.
“Put me down, Orion!” she snapped.
Orion tightened his grip on her, his frustration evident. His eyes darkened, the storm within them growing fiercer.
“Stay still,” he ordered, his voice low and commanding
The past few days had nearly driven him to the edge.
Her lack of response to his calls and messages weighed on him, and the thought of her in danger only made everything worse. What if the man had hurt her?
A sleek black car was parked nearby, and Orion carefully placed her inside, treating her as if she were fragile.
Seraphina, still fuming, stiffened when he came close, her body coiling in anticipation of rejecting him.
“Move away! I want out of this car!” she demanded, glaring at him.
A flicker of amusement flashed across Orion’s face as he smirked slightly.
“And how exactly do you plan on getting out?” he asked his tone cool and confident.
Her right leg was broken, and just the thought of moving it sent waves of pain through her.
Her anger flared hotter, her fury directed at him.
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He’s doing this on purpose!
He’s kicking me when I’m down!
Even though he had just rescued her, her instincts told her there was no room for gratitude.
Deep down, all she could feel was that he didn’t deserve it.
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Before she could voice complaint, Orion effortlessly slid her into the car and settled beside her,
his movements smooth and deliberate.
He leaned back in his seat, his
Baze drifting over the interior of the car.
“You’re just going to sit there’s go,” he said–in–an–almost indifferent tone.
The driver hesitated briefly before starting the engine.
Seraphina furrowed her brow. “Where are we going? My people are still inside. I need to go back.”
Orion’s expression hardened, a hint of mockery twisting his features.
“Your people? When things got dangerous, your people disappeared, unlike me, coming to your rescue.”
Seraphina’s eyes narrowed, her jaw tightening.
She bit her lip before responding coldly, “Did you bring those families, the victims‘ relatives?”
Orion didn’t hesitate. “Of course.”
A brief, uncomfortable silence passed, but Seraphina quickly masked her feelings.
“Well… thanks, I guess.”
Orion tilted his head slightly, his gaze sharp, his tousled hair framing his chiseled features. His voice, smooth and dripping with sarcasm, cut through the air
“Is a ‘thank you‘ all you’ve got for me?”
His words felt insincere, almost like an act.
Seraphina remained composed, her gaze unwavering. “You owe me. That thank you is unnecessary.”
For a fleeting moment, Orion’s expression faltered.
His posture slackened, as if her words had stung more than he cared to admit.
He quickly recovered, his pride intact, though there was a softness in his voice now. “Alright, then … let’s call it even.”
His tone, unusually humble, almost seemed… pitiful.
Seraphina said nothing.
Her phone was still with Thomas, and she hadn’t been able to make any calls.
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if to shield the sadness threatening to show.
“You shouldn’t apologize to me,” Seraphina said, her tone icy. “You should apologize to William.”
The words hit Orion like a sharp blow to the chest. He still believed he was right about William, but- hearing Seraphina defend him this way twisted the knife deeper.
“Not everything can be fixed with an apology, Orion,” she went on. “Think about it. How many times since we’ve known each other have you apologized to me?”
Her words cut through him, striking deep into his heart like a sharp knife.
He stiffened, his expression souring as he searched for something–anything–to say in his defense.
To her, he was like someone sentenced to a lifetime of punishment with no chance of redemption.
What could he possibly say to convince her?
The silence in the car became heavier, and Ken, who had been driving, could no longer bear it.
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He shifted uncomfortably, feeling the need to take some responsibility for the situation. “Ms. Cross, actually…
He hesitated, his teeth clenched. “Actually, the online attack against Mr. Rockwell … that was my fault.
Seraphina’s gaze turned cold and sharp as she raised her eyes to meet his. There was no warmth in her expression.
“It was my idea. I misunderstood Mr. Rockwell,” Ken continued, his voice uneasy.
“I’d heard some bad things about him, and I took them at face value. Mr. Dros didn’t want you to be hurt, so he didn’t look into it properly and agreed. I just posted it online, but everything that happened after was not our intention. Ms. Dros and Ramona tricked Mr. Dros…”
Ken stammered as he tried to soften the truth, but he couldn’t bring himself to admit that most of the rumors were entirely fabricated. That would only make things worse.
Seraphina’s voice was frosty when she spoke again. “Did he provoke you?”
Ken immediately shook his head. “No… ”
Seraphina leaned back in her seat, her spine straightening, her features sharp, and her lips painted a _striking shade. She exuded an air of icy detachment.
“Mr. Dros has far more skeletons in his closet than William, yet he doesn’t resort to these underhanded tactics or spread rumors. In that sense, he’s far more honorable than you.”
Ken’s face twisted uncomfortably. As Orion’s loyal subordinate, he naturally sided with him, but Seraphina’s words made a lot of sense, putting him in a difficult position.
Orion, however, sat perfectly still, his face unreadable, as though the emotional storm from moments ago had never existed.
He turned toward Seraphina, his eyes flickering with a mix of emotions, before leaning closer.
His long legs crowded most of the space, and Seraphina instinctively recoiled.
But Orion didn’t care. He grabbed her hand, which she had retracted earlier, and clasped it firmly, his grip tightening with unspoken force.
His voice was low but filled with a sharpness that cut through the tension.
“You can vent. You can get your revenge on me. Do whatever you want. But don’t mention William again. He got what he deserved. If I didn’t finish him off, it’s just because his luck held out.”
His tone was icy, dripping with arrogance.
The very mention of William ignited something dangerous inside him.
He would never bow to William–not in this life, and not in death.
There was only one person to whom he would bow, and that person was Seraphina.
