Darius heard a knock on the door of his office. He had created a separate office for himself in the Garfield mansion, and Ambrose didn't object even once. Marcus, on the other hand, was not only furious and jealous but was also curious to know what was going on in Darius's wicked brain.
After his first victory over the werewolves, Marcus expected the man to celebrate, and boast his clever mind and perfect planning, instead, he enjoyed little attention and barely attended any gatherings. Ambrose tried to ask him about how he planned that attack and who helped him as he only got a name for that mysterious man- Reznor.
But Darius's lips were sealed with the strong wax. And that bothered Marcus.
"Come in." Darius permitted.
The door was opened by none other than Mr Hilton. "I hope I am not disturbing you." He smiled friendly.
"Of course not, Mr Hilton. Please come in." Darius returned his smile, gesturing for the man to come inside his office and take a seat across from him.
