Chapter 880 Nicole Is the Only Thing I Want Now
"Nicole's the only thing I care about right now," he said, his hand in his pocket, his eyes dark as he spoke to Lucien in a low voice.
The sky above was thick with clouds, casting a shadow over his face, making him look like he was about to descend into hell.
Lucien's eyes were steady as he looked directly at him. "Darian, don't do anything stupid. Hand Nicole over to me, and we'll go to the police together."
Darian let out a derisive laugh.
"Lucien, stop wasting your breath. I'm not giving her to you." As Darian finished speaking, Alaric chimed in, "Darian, seriously, don't do anything rash."
"Mr. Hall and Mrs. Hall will be here soon. Mr. Hall won't let you off the hook. If you hand Nicole over now, there's time to fix this."
"Alaric, take care of my studio in the future. I know you have talent, you just need more experience," Darian said, ignoring their pleas.
It sounded like he was giving his last will.
Alaric's heart skipped a beat, feeling a pang of sadness. "Darian, don't do anything stupid!"
"You have such a bright future ahead of you. Don't throw it away. Remember how you dazzled everyone in the fashion world at Elysium Springs?"
"Darian, if you stay in this field, you'll become a master designer."
Darian was a genius, a prodigy in the design world. It would be a tragedy to see him destroy himself.
Alaric had followed him because he was in awe of his talent.
He had never met someone so gifted.
It was as if he were born for this.
Darian sneered. "I just want to be a real person. I want what I want."
"But right now, being a person feels so hard, so exhausting."
Darian looked up at the thick clouds above and let out a long sigh.
His detached demeanor made him look like he was ready to die.
Alaric was worried and couldn't help but turn to Lucien. "Professor Moreau, is Darian going to do something drastic?"
"He's lost it," Lucien said calmly.
His obsession was too deep. If he couldn't get what he wanted, he'd go mad.
"What he needs isn't what he wants, but psychological help."
Alaric frowned, feeling a mix of unspeakable sadness and frustration.
Was Darian mad now?
"Professor Moreau, what do we do now?"
Lucien glanced at Nicole crying in the car. "Go to the other side and get Nicole out. I'll keep him occupied."
Alaric nodded and quietly moved to the back of the car. He opened the door on the other side and bent down to the crying Nicole. "Nicole, don't cry. I'm taking you home, okay?"
Nicole, already terrified, stopped crying at the mention of going home.
Alaric picked her up and quickly ran to Lucien's car.
Once Lucien saw them inside, he immediately locked the car doors.
This way, Darian couldn't get in.
But as Lucien locked the doors, Darian just stood there watching.
When everything was done, Darian let out a cold laugh, then turned and got into his car without a word.
Lucien, realizing what he was about to do, frowned and hurried towards Darian's car.
He couldn't let him harm Nicole. She was just a child with her whole life ahead of her.
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