CHAPTER 216 DESPERATE MEASURES

Dominic Darius was brooding like a bear with a sore head. Heaving his chest, Darius clenched his fists, seemingly eager to throw them at me. "What are you doing here, Dominic?" he demanded again. "I'm here to see Minerva," I said, holding his gaze firmly. Darius walked over and stopped just inches from me, so I could feel his breath all over my face. I didn't flinch. After a while, he turned to the security guys and yelled, "How dare you go against the orders given to you? The order was simple enough: When you see this rat, you throw him out of the premises!" "We are sorry, Darius," the elderly security guy said, bowing his head. "We tried our best, but you know we can't use brutal force on him because..." "Because of what? Because he has some stupid privileges? You work for me, and you do as I say! "If this happens again next time, all of you will lose your jobs." All the while, I said nothing. After Darius finished reprimanding his employees, he turned to me with a sneer. "And