The Consortium's Heir

Chapter 234

Chapter 234

Now, however, he was being forced to, but he just couldn’t bring himself to do it.

He looked at Darius with bloodshot eyes and roared, "This is all your fault! You're the one who killed my son! He didn't even do anything!"

Darius’ eyes widened as he looked at Wilson, raising his voice to say, "You can blame me for killing him, but you can’t say that he died in vain.He’s done so many illegal and immoral things and escaped the law so many times because of you.He even killed someone because of his own selfish desires!"

He paused, taking in Wilson's bloodshot eyes and heavy panting, then calmed down and smiled.

"I know there’s no point in saying all this at this point."

Wilson stalked toward Darius.

"I think I’ve been very patient with you so far, more patient than I’ve been with anyone else.Yet, you harmed my beloved son."

Darius frowned.

"I don't think we’ve even met before today."

He didn't receive a reply from Wilson, however.

Wilson just growled, "Look at you—you’re no different than a pauper.You even injured my subordinates and had the nerve to buy 10 percent of my hotel’s shares through dirty, underhanded means.But I haven’t complained about that, have I? I've been nice to you so far, but you killed my only son."

Though Darius had already given up on talking sense into him, he still couldn’t stand how Wilson kept going on and on like a broken record.

He sighed and said, "I think there’s probably some sort of misunderstanding here."

The moment he said this, it seemed to ignite something in Wilson, who shot to his feet and pointed at him.

His spit flew as he roared, "I saw it! There’s no misunderstanding; it’s all your fault! Everything's your fault! If not for you, things would’ve been so peaceful here!" Belonging © NôvelDram/a.Org.

Darius saw that there was no way they would have a normal conversation.He rolled his eyes, then knocked Wilson out.

No one expected this, and gasps and shouts came from all around.

There were even people who were screaming for blood.

Darius shrugged, then stuck his hands in his pockets and looked at Wilson, who had collapsed to the floor.

He was so disheveled that no one would believe he was the chairman of the Gillette Group.

Darius glanced at Wilson’s entourage, who were still watching him hesitantly.

He frowned and said, "What are you guys standing there for? Isn’t he your chairman? Are you really going to just let him lie on the floor like this?"

They didn’t know how powerful Darius really was, so at his words, they glared at him and said, "How dare you say that! Why'd you knock him out?"

"It’s bad enough that you guys are dumb.Don’t tell me you're blind, too.Couldn’t you see that something was wrong with your chairman’s mental state? Shouldn’t you be getting him to the hospital rather than asking me about this?"

His patience was wearing thin, but it seemed that Wilson’s entourage didn’t realize this.They pointed at Darius angrily.

"How dare you hurt our chairman! We’ll show you who’s boss!"

One of the younger employees raised a fist and pounced on Darius.

Darius quickly sidestepped this attack, making the young man fall flat on his face.

Then, silence descended upon them.

No one else dared say anything, and Darius’ lips twitched.

He walked over to the young man, wanting to help him up, but he shuddered and fainted.

Darius straightened up and stood with his hands on his hips while looking at the remaining employees.

He sighed and said, "Look, just come here and take your chairman away, alright?"

The employees trembled and hurried over to Wilson, helping him up with difficulty.

They were trembling so badly that they almost dropped him.

Darius shook his head, sure that if something were to happen to Wilson during this process, they would definitely push the blame on him.

Not that he cared.

As he watched them struggle to hold Wilson up, he saw the very thing he was worried about happening.

Wilson slipped out of their grip and fell to the floor, and the pain jolted him back to consciousness.He staggered to his feet and turned to look at Darius.He opened his mouth to speak but couldn't bring himself to make a sound.

In the end, he clapped his hands.

Instantly, Darius heard the sound of people whipping out their weapons.

Wilson’s eyes were still bloodshot, and he said hoarsely, "If you get to your knees and beg me for mercy, I’ll make your death painless, seeing as how quickly you ended my son’s life."

Darius raised an eyebrow.

"It looks like you know everything, then.Why’d you still ask me about it? Was it because you thought I was too kind to do something like that? Is that why you refused to accept the truth?"

Wilson's eyes seemed to grow redder.

He knew Darius was deliberately pushing his buttons, but he couldn’t hold himself back.

"I don’t know why you keep trying to anger me, but you’ve succeeded.There’s no way I'll let you leave Almiron City alive now."

Darius yawned and said, "Don’t worry.It’s not like I have any plans to leave anytime soon."

Obviously, he wasn’t fazed by Wilson’s threat.

Wilson’s breathing sped up.